Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: conserves
Jam
Sticky, clicky poppy lid Snaps open; nasal bliss Ensues; a sugary mid Morning madness Red, glistening, pips Upon my shoulder Captain of the preserves Conserve my energy For this conserve A jewel upon my knife Then spread on wheat Burnt, golden, sweet Jam makes… Continue Reading “Jam”
Mabh Savage 