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The Skull


She’ll speak to the dead with her head on one side,
Punctuate conversations with the roll of her eyes,
For jokes loose their bite once the dust takes my teeth
And laughter is dry without a tongue or lips and speech.

Watch the cracks for my mind and I have long fell out,
We were in for a while but overdue another bout
Any apologies would be useless in this little war
The maggots will mean the argument is lost for sure.

Once the stone grows too cold she will bore of my grin
But don’t put my skull back where I lie straight and thin
Up here is a sun to bleach the old bones white
And a silver sheen smile beneath the evening starlight

My nerves frayed to cobwebs and caught the last draft
I won’t feel the heat or ice like I did before in a past
With dark empty sockets I’m staring on blind
But it’s better than rotting satin and myself for all time.

But while you perch on my name you may chatter on
Tell me of those who remained after my coffin was gone
If they became neighbours or settled elsewhere?
And have I mentioned, I only died just over there?



Credits to Ratgirlstudios for her piece ‘Talking With the Dead’

Link to her Tumblr

This entry was posted in: Poetry


Carol Forrester is a twenty-four year old writer trying to be a better one. Don’t ask her what her hobbies are because the list doesn’t get much beyond, reading, writing and talking about the same. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University and various poems and stories scattered across the net. Her flash fiction story ‘Glorious Silence’ was named as River Ram Press’ short story of the month for August 2014 and her short story ‘A Visit From The Fortune Teller’ has been showcased on the literary site Ink Pantry’s. Most recently, her poem ‘Sunsets’ was featured on Eyes Plus Words, and her personal blog Writing and Works hosts a mass of writing from across the last five years. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and is always open to writing more and hosting guest bloggers here on Writing and Works. With hopes of publishing a novel in the next five years and perhaps a collection or two of smaller works, Carol Forrester is nothing if not ambitious. Her writing tries to cover every theme in human life and a lot of her work pulls inspiration from her own eccentric family in the rural wonders of Shropshire life.


  1. MonLoupGarou says

    So macabre, in an almost cheerful sort of way! Nice to see you’re in a good mood.
    I absolutely love the drawing that inspired you 😮

      • MonLoupGarou says

        It is certainly wonderful! And oddly enough reading your delightfully dark pieces tends to cheer me up.

          • MonLoupGarou says

            I thought you would. And yes, I have! So much poetry! So poetic!Some companion artwork for Hollow Out My Heart, and The Shadow would be great… Hint hint…

            • Slave driver! I shall do my best, prehaps I shall have some time tomorow, but after that I probably will be painting. Mother has large amounts of redecorating she wants done. But I complain not!

              • MonLoupGarou says

                A commendable effort on your part! I may soon following your admirable example in helping with some tiling. I eagerly await your next artistic endeavour.

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