Feb 2, 2019Feb 2, 2019 by Carol J Forrester Wool-Gathering At The Field’s Edge Poetry Blog, blogging, countryside, people, poem, poetry, Weekend Writing Prompt, writing 13 Comments She makes babies clothes for the sleeping children. Started with her own, but just kept going… That’s why she walks the fence line. Knuckle bones pressed white against paper skin. Twisting wool loose. Gathering the lost. Rate ThisShare this:TweetShare on TumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related
I love this – charming
Thank you very much.
My absolute pleasure
A beautiful character study, Carol. I love it when a few vivid details give a glimpse into a life and make me want more.
Thank you. It was a tight word limit so I was keen to try and pack as much punch as I could with the words available.
Thank you Dale.
Haunting. It gave me chills..
Found your story rather haunting, imagined your woman was feeling cold winds. Touching.
Thank you for reading. I’m glad to hear you connected with the story.
Nicely done. Charming and haunting, both, I think. And you paint such a clear picture in so few words 🙂
Thank you Sammi. The prompt really struck a chord as it drew up so many childhood memories from living on a farm with sheep.