Carol Forrester is a writer trying to be a better one. She’s currently working on a poetry collection 'It's All In The Blood'.
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.
More recently 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.
The questions that are left when love leaves. They are some of the hardest. Excellent write! One point- you may want to look at the first stanza. Is your supposed to be you, in the line ‘your slapped on?’
Yes, that is meant to be ‘you’ not ‘your’. Thanks for the heads up.
My pleasure- I always appreciate someone letting me know when I make an error like that. 😊
Good one. Love that last question.
“Either way,
did you notice
that I was gone?”
A sad question that lingers.
Indeed
Very interesting take on the prompt; liked it–dark and sad, yet stoic and proud. I did have some gender confusion. If the narrator is female, /Is He water?/ seems to suggest the boyfriend is attracted to another man. Makes for a different kind of love poem.
I don’t actually specify the type of love. It’s a poem about a friend who cut all ties after getting with a new guy.
Minimalist but speaks volumes. Intense emotion radiates from it.
Your poem resonates with me very much. I have lost a friend in much the same way, a friend who I never imagined I could ever lose. Your pain is palpable.
This was a fascinating perspective on a relationship pulling apart. Fine write Carol!
Nice lines: “Did you lose me
on purpose?”
I feel the pull of these questions. Very moving and deep.