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Quadrille: Inside Out

You set me off like a spinning top,

round and round,

arms all akimbo and empty jointed

while I spilled secrets like jelly beans.

You swallowed them

until you were full and I was empty,

hollow and aching,

but still

at long, long last.

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I adore these Quadrille Mondays over at dVerse Poets Pub. Today’s prompt is to include the word ‘spill’ in your forty-four word Quadrille. So here is a little fun one to start off the evening and I think I might post a second in a little bit.

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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.

21 Comments

  1. Oh, Carol. This is perfection:
    “while I spilled secrets like jelly beans.

    You swallowed them” — WONDERFUL.

    So well done.

  2. “until you were full and I was empty,
    hollow and aching,
    but still
    at long, long last.”

    When to the point of trembling from holding the weight of the burden, you cannot help but acknowledge the relief of its release, even if you did not mean to let it go.

  3. “… I spilled secrets like jelly beans.
    You swallowed them
    until you were full and I was empty…”

    Okay, so I wasn’t the first to take note of these lines. That tells you how powerfully well you crafted this section. Great work.

  4. I love your quadrille, Carol, especially the phrase ‘I spilled secrets like jelly beans’!

  5. I love the idea of spinning round and round, and spilling secrets like jelly beans falling out of a candy machine….would that we could put a penny in and learn what someone is thinking — have their thoughts slide right out on a little fortune-cookie-piece of paper! Wouldn’t that be a trick!

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