Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Tag: spirituality
NaPoWriMo Day 26: Bee
Oh to be a bee Buzzing happily Fat and fluffy (I’ve got that covered) Getting shit done Sweetness in every job Nectar, pollen, honey Head in the flowers Resting in the sun Flying in a physics-defying manner Goddess-kept and loved A busy, buzzy, bee… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 26: Bee”
NaPoWriMo Day 25: Lyta
Never in a million years Did I think I’d be meditating With Lyta Alexander Babylon 5 held and holds my heart Now dear Pat invites us to join her For meditation Fighting fear and dragons (And procrastination and bad habits But that’s maybe just… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 25: Lyta”
NaPoWriMo Day 24: Angels
Angel in my heart Messenger Winged and covered in eyes A wheel A chariot A burning fire Fear not Be not afraid I mean Have you seen yourself.
NaPoWriMo Day 21: Don’t be a part of the problem; be the entire problem
Note: This is entirely UPG, I don’t claim to carry messages from deities or other beings! While in the hot tub Loki says, “In the chaos be the calm (or cause).”
NaPoWriMo Day 19: Rag Pile
I didn’t want to go straight back to work After the holiday So many memories Still waiting to be processed After a long day We sleep Our brains do Their filing cabinet thing What’s working memory What’s long term Well Not mine, not so… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 19: Rag Pile”
NaPoWriMo Day 17: Bravery
We went to the butterfly park I loved it, immediately entranced With Buddhist iconography “Don’t step on the butterflies,” The receptionist said With a totally straight face. I know you don’t like flying things But you came anyway And it was too much You… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 17: Bravery”
NaPoWriMo Day 16: Heavy
Ants. They show me ants Marching across the path Suddenly a way to connect With the one that avoids me We see an evicted queen Or perhaps one starting out alone “They usually die” I’m informed Mate, don’t I know it. We watch the… Continue Reading “NaPoWriMo Day 16: Heavy”
That Little Laugh
No doubt you’ve seen us The mischief makers Followers of a chaotic Maelstrom of love A little smirk on our faces A little laugh, perhaps As we listen to words only We can hear Rocks and sweets and toys In our pockets No we… Continue Reading “That Little Laugh”
I Am, I Will Be Drunk
Content warning: mentions of intoxication and drinking alcohol Charles Baudelaire, He said be drunk I know what he means I do. To be drunk on “Wine or poetry or virtue” Oh how I would love To make you drunk on poetry To feed you… Continue Reading “I Am, I Will Be Drunk”
Lokean Beads
Contains UPG. My husband took a liking to kombolois while we were in Rhodes last year. I bought him one from a Greek merchant, crafted from pieces of volcanic rock. I later felt that special niggling feeling you get when something close to you… Continue Reading “Lokean Beads”
