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Poetry

In Saoró we be­lieve that read­ing and writ­ing po­et­ry sup­ports a spir­i­tu­al and  cre­ative life be­cause they fos­ter deep pro­cess­ing, emo­tion­al ex­pres­sion, and a  height­ened aware­ness of the hu­man ex­pe­ri­ence. Po­et­ry beau­ti­ful­ly dis­tills com­plex  feel­ings and uni­ver­sal truths into evoca­tive lan­guage, al­low­ing us to con­nect more  deeply with our in­ner selves and the world around us. En­gag­ing with po­et­ry cul­tivates mind­ful­ness, in­spires our imag­i­na­tion, and en­cour­ages a sense of won­der  and awe, all of which nur­ture our spir­i­tu­al growth. Po­et­ry also stim­u­lates our creativ­i­ty by chal­leng­ing the mind to find new ways of see­ing and ex­press­ing re­al­i­ty,  sup­port­ing deep ex­plo­ration and self-dis­cov­ery es­sen­tial to a vi­brant, full and authen­tic life. It is both food and med­i­cine for the soul. 

In Ire­land we have a strong lin­eage of po­et­ry go­ing back to the an­cient times  of the revered trav­el­ing Bard. Every year we host a po­et­ry month on Saoró and we  get to wit­ness the in­cred­i­ble depth and beau­ty of this sa­cred form of cre­ative wor ship that still holds a place in Irish hearts.  

Got po­et­ry you would love to share? We warm­ly in­vite you to send in your work  and we can show­case it on Saoró. This space is free, heart-led, and open to all who  cre­ate with pur­pose, play, and soul. Just send your de­tails & work to us and we will get in touch!  

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Unravelling Shame

Shame tells us we deserve the pain that we have faced /
It lives deep within our bodies and over time takes up more space

Name it to Tame it

Shame whispered lies, it called my name /
Made me believe I was to blame /   
But deep inside, a voice remained /  
A strength that couldn’t be contained

A Journey of Shame

The shame, it crept across my face /
As suddenly, I fell from grace /
The innocence that once was me /  
Slipped away for all to see

A Pious Plot

Western town, unrenowned, shameful secret underground /
Stained forever, barbaric sin, a pious plot for innocents /
Cursed by clergy, State connivance, neighbour’s gossip, family silence 

Teacher Knows Best

Seen never heard, shivering dread /
Sterile classroom, tedious curriculum /
Traumatised children, birth marked needy /
Cold hands reddened, overused weapon

Shame

For years now I have shamed /
The pieces of me that they named /
As unworthy, not enough /
Too loud, untamed /
I stand tall now /
No longer hidden /
By all they shamed /
And said was forbidden

Motherhood

So hush the voice that says you're wrong /
You're in the place where you belong /
For in your care, your child will thrive /
You’re more than enough, and you will survive

Feeling All is OK

For though the past may hold its claim /
The soul can rise beyond the flame /
In time, the chains may start to fall /
And love and strength can conquer all

She Found Her Voice

For though the past may hold its claim, /
The soul can rise beyond the flame. /
In time, the chains may start to fall, /
And love and strength can conquer all.

The Unloved Lover

his book has to remain unwritten, unread, unnoticed, /
Because his name could not be on the cover. /
Author Unknown ~ /
The name of the book? /
Is it not clear? /
Can’t you see? /
It’s all about love & all things queer /
And not being seen for fear /
Of Shame.

Our Lady of Love

For we have the power /
To feel it all /
For those who just couldn’t /
Buried deep in the soil /
The hunger, the hurt /
An gorta mór /
The famine is over /
Let’s feast for them all

Let Go of Shame

In fields where ancient whispers flow /
Where wild Atlantic winds do blow /   
There lies a tale of hidden pain /   
Of women bound by unseen chain