Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: Poet
NaPoWriMo Day 17: Black Eyes
Crawling out of swamps Dripping metaphors Like similes That sear the skin Scream off Siren wails and Black eyes pierce The bard’s heart A bobbing larynx Gulping at tightness In throat. Waiting with a lute, Waiting to write of fear Instead, song upon song… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 17: Black Eyes”
NaPoWriMo Day Sixteen: Drunkk
I had an idea For words In the middle of the night In vino veritas Perhaps But definitely In vino no memoriae. (For the love of cheese someone clean up my Latin! Please!)
NaPoWriMo Day Fifteen: Lark Transmogrified
Following the NaPoWriMo prompt to write a poem inspired by music. I wish I could write a poem Like Williams wrote The Lark Ascending Those trills and furls of sheer beauty Capturing the essence of song The spring morn, The warmth of the sun… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Fifteen: Lark Transmogrified”
NaPoWriMo Day Fourteen: A Pun, My Soul
Several times a day I make my husband groan Now that one’s not a euphemism, though it could be, I own… But he despairs of my wit, or my attempt at it The egg-cessive ingredients in the omelette Working it out with a pencil… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Fourteen: A Pun, My Soul”
NaPoWriMo Day Twelve: The Starter
I can’t stop thinking about it Living in my kitchen Sealed in its jar… Or so I thought. It crept out one night After we’d watched too much dark sci-fi And the bubbles were more meaningful than ever It crept out, right through the… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Twelve: The Starter”
NaPoWriMo Day Eleven: Yeast
I love yeast I love the warmth of fresh baked bread The buttery silk of a sharp cut slice, Just cool enough not to crumble Under the knife I love the bubbling demijohn Or brew bin Singing in the night A watery siren That… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Eleven: Yeast”
NaPoWriMo Day Ten: Numb
I describe myself as numb To others Because it’s easier Than describing The inexplicable drama Banality Humdrum hurricane Of feelings fraught with April frost Invisible beasts Cold sunshine Bubble-less yeasts Tasteless sweets Coffee that just makes you Sleepy A hiccup of anxiety Expelled like… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day Ten: Numb”
NaPoWriMo Day 9: Bright
She said What shape Should this poem be? Will it twist and turn and wind And cover me in thorns, barbed words To sting and recriminate, burning and cutting Before sneering away to hide behind smug curtains Of arrogance, cold and diamond-like, sharp and… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 9: Bright”
NaPoWriMo Day 8: And Tales of Human Blood
Content Warning: Blood, donating blood, sickness. Inspired by the NaPoWriMo Website’s prompt to take a line from a poetry bot on Twitter and turn it into a poem. And tales of human blood, Oh, dear digital Shelley, these are The tales for our times… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 8: And Tales of Human Blood”
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