Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: poetry
NaPoWriMo Day 1 – Restless
Starting is such sweet sorrow Picking up that pen In a fit of restless Energy It feels right, twixt finger and thumb Yet sad I am Sad to stop the dream The wonder The wander The drift around the room Sorrowful parting from Solitude… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 1 – Restless”
NaPoWriMo Day 2 – Stillness
I’m currently building a deeper relationship with my tutelary deity, an Mórrígan, based on studies with the Irish Pagan School and my own observations and experience. One tool I’m using is a deck of oracle cards by Morpheus Ravenna and Hannah Storyteller called The… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 2 – Stillness”
NaPoWriMo 2021
You may have already noticed that I’m partaking in NaPoWriMo 2021, the annual poetry writing month that inspires writers of all abilities to try and compose a poem every day. Recently diagnosed with CPTSD and suspected ADD, I’ve discovered that my always terrible time… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo 2021”
NaPoWriMo Day 5: Mystery Haiku
“Why is this?!” I asked The cards answered, “Mystery” Guess I asked for that.
NaPoWriMo Day 3 – Slap
A slap to the face Leaves a red mark Obvious, critical, easily criticised So we shun Physical violence. A heart racing Blood pumping Veins jumping Throat popping and retching Hands tingling Muscles twanging Tired, old guitar strings Tired of being played; Not so obvious… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 3 – Slap”
NaPoWriMo Day 6 – Companions
Seen and unseen Felt, always felt Trailing thoughts like fingers The blackbird in the fence Guardian at the gates Of heart and mind Turning energy into matter Words into action Idea Into Reality.
Waking Up Sick
Waking Up Sick Every sniffle and cough is the same: “Is this it? Have I caught it Should I isolate?” But until now, Symptoms didn’t quite match Today was different My foible is An over sensitive nose Driving my guts to distraction With the… Continue Reading “Waking Up Sick”
Reaching into Twilight
I’m not watering the plants I’m reaching out into twilight Touching the dusk Not dusting; dusking Swimming in impossible blue Under the wary red eye Of Mars Silhouette trees a startling shadow play Against spreading spilt ink Dripping like the water From my tiny… Continue Reading “Reaching into Twilight”
Calling Young Poets!
Do you know a child who is a budding young poet? If they can write a poem on the subject of: Moon and Stars Animals Weather Woodland, trees and forests Magic and mythology Then get them to put pen to paper (or fingers to… Continue Reading “Calling Young Poets!”
