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In Search Of The View

You striped your shins raw and red

spilling from an open window

onto the porch roof outside.

 

Hands flat against the bitumen

you brought yourself upwards, tall,

bearing gravel bitten palms.

 

My hands will ache at the thought,

of your smile through the lifted glass,

half shadowed by the sunset.

 

Second, I was more careful in the going,

kept my skin as it should be,

clean, whole, unharmed. I did not spill.

 

Then we watched as clouds scudded

east to west on slow, hidden winds.

 

Your slips always taught me lessons.

Like how to pick old wounds clean.

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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.

12 Comments

  1. sanaarizvi says

    This is incredibly poignant. Sometimes in order to let wounds heal we need to rid ourselves of the negative people surrounding us. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! ❤

  2. Beautiful poem. Gorgeous description of climbing out on that roof but so much more. Life lessons in watching others, learning from mistakes – hopefully. Lovely

  3. Margaret Schaff Bednar says

    I love poems that embrace our past, lessons learned… they are an important part of who we are…

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