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Spring Sprung #DVersePoets #HaibunMonday

I felt the day yawn this evening. Stretch itself a little further, a little longer. Shoulder up against the dusk and edge another moment of space for itself, before slipping back beneath the blankets of shadow beyond the train station.

I tell myself it was waiting for me. Finally found a coat warm enough to ward off Winter’s frosty demeanour. Scuffed a booted foot against the concrete pavement, shimmered in the puddles with each sure, step.

Can’t be sure if I’ll see the same tomorrow. Crack open the office doors and find night too close for comfort, the space between bare branches weighed out in shadows. Wonder why she left so soon, if she ever turned up the first time.

Spring slips in shyly,

sets down roots slowly, with care,

when you’re not looking.

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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.

33 Comments

  1. Glenn A. Buttkus says

    Incredible prose, makes me yearn for a novel or short story by you. I love the line
    /before slipping back beneath the blankets of shadow beyond the train station/.

  2. Very nice! It really does slip in slowly. My daffodils were starting to peak through the first of the year and today they started blooming! Loved the puddles and shadows!

  3. The personification is stunning, Carol: the yawn and the stretch, Nature preparing herself before slipping in slyly, hoping we’re not looking.

  4. How delightful it was to read your haibun, personalising it so well. Humans are not very patient when they would prefer to have the seasons regulated like everything else they get involved in.

  5. This reminds me of Robert Frost describing his November, a feminine character he called sorrow, I felt each step, each look and nuance of your day that unfolded and gently slipped away, her mark like a misty veil.

  6. Oh my Carol! You’ve outdone yourself with this one! From the opening statements
    “I felt the day yawn this evening. Stretch itself a little further,” to the absolutely beautiful haiku….this is just magical for me. Thank you for starting my day out with a smile and wonder.

  7. Sherry Marr says

    I love the personification, and the scuffing of a booted foot. A delight to read.

  8. I really like the beginning of this.
    “I felt the day yawn this evening. Stretch itself a little further, a little longer.”
    each day stretching a little more, elbowing out the darkness just a bit. A lovely poem.

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