NaPoWriMo 2018, Poetry
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NaPoWriMo – Day Fourteen : Dream Boy

There’s no entry for teacup,

just a page break

between ‘Tea’

and ‘Teapot’

with the warning

that partaking

brings about little good.

You sit there,

in the blank spot,

hands laid over mine

as we pass mug

from here to there,

oblivious to the noose

in the words

above us.

You had little truck

with hocum

and the sorts.

Spun horoscopes

to confetti,

threw them out

like bones onto dust

where I read them wrong

despite closing my eyes

even as they landed.

Odds in your favor

always,

not mine.

I still trace my palms

for hints of you,

a branch of my lifeline

strung out

across my wrist

in line with a pulse

still beating

past an end.

You are not there,

nor during the night

despite the dot to dot

of new constelations

each time the day dies

and I dream of stars

in someone else’s sky.

The omens are none,

which could be bad

or maybe good.

I’m relying on books

that don’t hold

these sort of answers.

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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.

4 Comments

  1. 1tressa says

    Beautiful work, and your readings are getting better and better (more comfortable with it?).

  2. Definitely a thought piece. I like the disparate parts strung together by prognostications and a lack of fortunate telling. A bittersweet cup of tea indeed.

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