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Brambling – A Poem for the First Harvest




Caught red handed,

Well, purple really,

Juice dripping down

Guilty chin.


Bucket half full

Promising wine, crumbles pies

All lies

If I don’t stop eating them

Along the trail.


These jewels are not just mine

I share them with

Doves, pigeons, blackbirds

Lon Dubh shouting

As I invade

His sacred space.


So I leave enough

To feed the feathered folk

Even knowing this means

Imminent purple plopping

On the bonnet of my

Long suffering vehicle.


Dodging nettles

Spiky brambles

Benevolent thorns

They take my juice

As I seek theirs.


Caught red handed

Purple hand gang

States the seven-year-old

As we fill our chests

With treasure.


(Image credit: Photo by Nature Uninterrupted Photography on Unsplash)


About the Author:

Mabh Savage is a Pagan author, poet and musician, as well as a freelance journalist and content creator. She’s a nature-based witch, obsessed with Irish and British Paganism and Folklore, plus she’s a massive plant nerd. She’s also a long-time Hekate devotee and a newbie Lokean. She works extensively with the UK Pagan Federation, including editing their bi-annual children’s magazine. Mabh is a passionate environmentalist and an advocate for inclusiveness and positive social transformation.

Mabh is the author of A Modern Celt: Seeking the Ancestors,  Pagan Portals – Celtic Witchcraft: Modern Witchcraft Meets Celtic Ways, and most recently, Practically Pagan: An Alternative Guide to Planet Friendly Living. Search “Mabh Savage” on Spotify and @Mabherick on all socials.