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Imagination

When I was little

I turned cardboard boxes into playhouses,

stacked them one atop another

until I’d built the tallest tower in the world

or the biggest castle ever seen.

 

The settees in the living room

were princess beds

or safe land when the carpet turned to lava.

Stepping stone cushions were employed

to cross treacherous territory

without risking loosing toe or limb

to the fiery pits.

 

In the corner of the room was a cupboard

where the toys and games were kept.

We’d ransack the two shelves

leaving them bare and empty

ready for conversion

into bunk beds.

 

Our garden was besieged by monsters

that only my sister and I

could defeat.

Defending the keep at all costs

we fought battles across the grass

and through the orchard

onto the desert planes.

 

When the games reached their end

we’d hit the reset button.

Go back to the beginning before the victory

replace the villains anew

and start over in our efforts.

 

If I’m honest,

we never really stopped playing.


Daily Post: Imagination 

 

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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.

10 Comments

  1. It is a light-hearted shimmering piece of art!
    Creative thoughts and relatable at the same time.
    The last line is ❤ It really has a profound meaning.
    Enigma 🙂

  2. i have to admit, i dont know when i last read a piece filled with a child’s enthusiasm this much. it feels so authentic and precious as if you wrote this inbetween your fight with the monsters all those years ago! Way to go,Amazing writing!

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