Poetry & Prose by Carol J Forrester
When the rain can down heavy
the stream swelled,
turned the colour of stewed tea,
tore mouthfuls of mud
from its battered banks,
ragged at the roots
birthed fresh from their safety,
still knitted and twisted
in earth that was gone.
In the bottom it was peat.
Even when the sun shone bright,
painted the slip of water silver
and shimmered.
Even when it cooked the day
split the ground,
turned tarmac soft,
blistering.
It’s underbelly was still silt
and quicksand.
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
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great poetry, nice flow. i love it