Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: napowrimo 2019
The Day We Forgot What Colour Bin To Put Out
We didn’t know which bin it was Not green nor brown nor black The neighbours had not put theirs out We were totally off track We waited til the bin men came Then watched which one they dragged We raced the truck and gave… Continue Reading “The Day We Forgot What Colour Bin To Put Out”
NaPoWriMo Day 8: Cold Spring
Cold in Spring It’s so cold My fingers shake Autocorrect is basically Writing this poem Frigidity has stolen My literary talents Such as they were But the stars, My gods, the stars…
NaPoWriMo Day 7: Do I Let The Cats?
Do I let the cats heal me? Press their tiny beans Into my sore muscles Again and again A much needed kneading. Do I let their meowing Cacaphony Chase away the Twittering birds of brain. Do I let the earthquake rumble Of purring Ground… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 7: Do I Let The Cats?”
NaPoWriMo Day Six: Sun Happy
Sunshine splashing warm tea Hot cross buns Fresh baked bread Dishwasher steam Just ironed sheets Across my face I snuggle in it And sigh.
Superstitious Villanelle
One for sorrow, two for joy Taunts the lone magpie That bird in the hand, shy and coy. When we shy away from ladders Cover mirrors, dodge bird droppings, chanting, “One for sorrow, two for joy.” While stars can be wished upon And white… Continue Reading “Superstitious Villanelle”
NaPoWriMo Day Four: Grey Sky Mood
When the sky is grey Like fluffy grease From the bottom Of a chef’s shoe Like a smear of ash From a dead campfire Like pencil shading Abruptly halted By the snapping of lead. When the sky is grey And looms above my garden… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Four: Grey Sky Mood”
NaPoWriMo Day Three: Sacred Crossroads
Wandering, feet finding their own way Over treacherous stones Sucking mud puddles Velvet grass, chomped short By sheep. The wood, the fields, the ditches Are my pathways To walk without interference From my unruly mind. These shoes have seen a lot Fights, nights out,… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Three: Sacred Crossroads”
NaPoWriMo Day 2: Fake News
We share and we share and we share But we don’t care Where the words came from Which mouth spewed the rhetoric That currently resonates With our own bitterness Which bilious belly Heaved and hurled this ‘news’ Onto the world stage. We snap and… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 2: Fake News”
Mabh Savage 