NaPoWriMo 2016, Poetry
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NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-Three

So today it is 400 years since Shakespeare’s death. I absolutely adore Shakespeare and have done for a long while.

One of the first dates that the fiancée and I went on was to watch a live screening of Macbeth, directed by and staring Sir  Kenneth Branagh. It was utterly brilliant and the setting they used, a de-consecrated church, really added to the production. I also have the 2015 film version of Macbeath downstairs which I’ve been trying to make time to watch. I think today would probably be a good day for it.

For today’s NaPoWriMo prompt, we have been challenge to write a sonnet. An apt prompt in view of the significance of the day. I have tried writing a sonnet before and it’s not a form that I find very easy. As someone who doesn’t tend to use rhyme much I feel like too much of my focus goes on getting the structure right instead of the poem.

But, I have managed all of the other NaPoWriMo prompts and it is Shakespeare’s birthday. So, I’m going to set the poor man rolling in his grave, with my attempt at a Shakespearian sonnet.

Ten Past Midday – A Sonnet

The hallway clock just stuck ten past midday

yet here I lie still in sheets tossed and creased

wondering what words might have made you stay

and what other women sleeps with my beast.

In your pillow I can still see the shape

of your cheekbone resting against cotton,

eyelashes dark on skin and mouth agape

unaware I was to be forgotten.

Without the heat of you this air feels cold

and I am left reaching for ghosts to hold.

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Carol Forrester is a twenty-three 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.

5 Comments

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  2. I was reminded of a poem by John Keats who in a poem explains the “sonnet” form and the difficulties in being natural in a constrict form. The poem is “If by dull rhymes our English must be chain’d” and was brought to my attention by the blogger Aquileana who blogs on Greek mythology

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