Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: poets
The Rain Roars
The rain roars down A lions last attempt To eviscerate The zebra of sun From the jungle of cracks In the pavement A whip crack of water Slashing holes In lawns, borders Ants dive for cover In the jungle of cracks In the pavement… Continue Reading “The Rain Roars”
The Eildon Tree
My May Day poem on the Moon Books Blog: http://moon-books.net/blogs/moonbooks/the-eildon-tree/
NaPoWriMo Day 18: No Real Use
No real use for these He sighs And plucks the flower Now endangered But because his land Is full of them He won’t believe It’s true A weed to him Plant based vermin Taking over Invasive He is unwilling to see He is lucky… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 18: No Real Use”
NaPoWriMo Day 14: Short Straw
Who could take a piece of straw And build a house A home A hearth Of heart and bone Then live alone No love No joy; No distractions. This straw was not the short one.
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 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”
Bang
Bang… Slams the door Cracks the window Dints a smile Burns a path in the grass All the way To the incinerator Bang… Shouts an engine Pounds a horn Stamps a pedal Screams a tyre black track Bang… Ends a nightmare Stops the moment… Continue Reading “Bang”
Going in Pairs
Lads roll their eyes When they see us pop To the loo in pairs Easy to be blasé When you’ve never been groped And had no one believe you Never been pinned against a wall Never been leered at With no one to back… Continue Reading “Going in Pairs”
Lugh’s Lesson
I walk up to the gates And I tell them How much I have to offer How much I have to give But they don’t want to know They’ve seen it all before You don’t write better Sing better Fight better Than any we’ve… Continue Reading “Lugh’s Lesson”
DIY
The dog pant roar Of a hand saw DIY, oh why In this heat They must be mad Have they had Enough of dust And rust And just one more shelf Rollers in hand (not hair) And sleeves to there Or not at all… Continue Reading “DIY”
Mabh Savage 