Poetry & Prose by Carol J Forrester
When swallows gather in groups
it’s called a mummeration.
As one they ripple in waves
turning the sky to ocean
their tiny dark bodies
pointillism.
Fleck of black on blue
morphing into a single rush
of soaring bodies
scooping themselves
into glorious arcs
and spirals.
When they are gone
the sky is empty
and alone.
Clouds litter like styrofoam cups
abandoned
when the crowds leaves
to stumble home.
All is left
is the wait
for seasons to change.
Daily Prompt: Congregate
Carol J Forrester is a writer and a history geek. Her debut collection 'It's All In The Blood' came out November 2019. She has a 2:1 BA degree in history from Bath Spa University, enjoys judo at least twice a week, and tries to attend poetry events around the Midlands when she can. 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. Her poems ‘Sunsets’ and ‘Clear Out‘ were featured on Eyes Plus Words, and two of her poems were included in the DVerse Poets Pub Publication ‘Chiaroscuro’ which is available for purchase on amazon.Her poem ‘Until The Light Gets In‘ was accepted and published at The Drabble and her poem ‘Newborn’ was published by Ink Sweat & Tears. She has been lucky enough to write guest posts for sites such as Inky Tavern and Song of The Forlorn and has hosted a number of guest bloggers on her site Writing and Works. View all posts by Carol J Forrester
