Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: poetry
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”
Sunrise
Orange streaking wonder like Across the boards of blue Calling unto you Twanging every string In the guitar of your soul Alto cumulus Herring backed and tickled pink Perfect little lines Framing the moon: An absurdly gorgeous half Smooth and sharply cut A wedge… Continue Reading “Sunrise”
Footprints
The sun rises; the sun sets. It is another day. Another path to tread, To leave footprints in the dirt. Or to pass unnoticed. Counting only seconds Only minutes Held not within the turn of the earth But trapped within the turn of the… Continue Reading “Footprints”
Home
Home is where heartache fades and headaches ease. Home is where colour seeps in and stains grey. Home is where the volume is switched as loud as you want, which can simply mean silence. Home is where a hole inside of you is filled… Continue Reading “Home”
Circle
Circle we dreamedSeen in a haze“One of these days…”We banished that phrase Circle we sawIn places we’d beenThat made us feel keenTo make what we’d seen Circle we drewGuidance from pastWe need it to lastSo steady, not fast Circle we builtStone out of sandSprouts… Continue Reading “Circle”
Homecoming
Time apart has not made the heart grow fonder; How could it? Nothing in the universe makes me love them more. They are the most precious The most beautiful The most vital in my life. The blood within my blood More essential than food,… Continue Reading “Homecoming”
Mabh Savage 