Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: poem
Take your time
There is no limit On the love I can give On the help I can send On the words I can say. My heart may wane But like the dark moon It is always there Beating its energy For those that need it. So… Continue Reading “Take your time”
Fire
Autumn is crisp and ever changing Winter is brittle and eternal Autumn is gold; fire incarnate Winter is silver; ice and diamonds. Autumn is laughter, runs through the woods. Winter is joyous; hats, scarves and hoods. Autumn is gathering close, being thankful. Winter is… Continue Reading “Fire”
Bright Morning
Angel heavy sky Blue and white Just doesn’t cover it Purple; grey; silver; Gold that can’t be looked upon Bright as life Gorgeous as a soul. Face turns away And feel the heat Unnatural within The crisp winter air. Warm hand stroking A frosty… Continue Reading “Bright Morning”
Sophia
Silence evaded me I escaped from the earth And launched into the tree Wings flapping tremulously Desperate dove that flees The cat of clamour. Calm is a welcome balm; Silence; Sophia: wisdom Goddess in the branches Hold me quietly safe. Let these wings be… Continue Reading “Sophia”
Storm Moon
Storm moon coming Beating at the door Tempers are a raising Mood drop through the floor Hard times over Starvation ain’t the kill Hearts running hungry Stagnant water standing still Voices louder No one asking why Anger comes from the gut Emptiness from the… Continue Reading “Storm Moon”
Might snow this weekend…
Why do we say it’s brisk when it’s cold outside? Brisk; fast, quick, sharp movements. Lively; with vigor.Is the cold vigorous? Perhaps it more describes us:Rushing out of the icy air into warm abodesBreath like fog and eyes sparkling diamondsIn mines of glowing red;Or… Continue Reading “Might snow this weekend…”
Thirty Circles
Thirty circles Bold and bright Ancient days and Timeless night Wasted moments Treasured slice Of life eternal Entered thrice As child, as maid As mother fair. As soul so heavy Limp with care. Dragging onward, Cutting ruts And dusty trails In gore and guts;… Continue Reading “Thirty Circles”
Red
Streaming red Cloak of hair Like yarn spun wild For a coat of dreams Of war and time To pass the line The blood along Like velvet wine Lady great and fierce of heart Builds you up then tears apart Protect thyself but know… Continue Reading “Red”
Bad Dream
Niggling gnawing gnats That bite and suck On confidence and self assurance Taking away your “Doing the right thing” Gobbling up your “All for the best” Morning shrieks that crumble All defences; walls and banks And rushing through the Black and wet Is thankless … Continue Reading “Bad Dream”
The Baker
Doughy warmth and rising Yeasty goodness drifting Longingly through the house Luring family back From their endeavours To the kitchen Asking what it is What’s that smell Home and love And dreams of full bellies Time taken, effort, Achievement and completion Some just starting,… Continue Reading “The Baker”
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