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Low Hanging Fruit – #DVersePoets

Bark bitten calves hooked in place,

perfect ‘v’ ankle to hip.

Silly stretch of bare belly

concave as you swing.

Cheeks round with storm winds.

Filled sails of a fallen shirt.

Billowed until breathless and grinning

stained knees knocked loose

there’s still another turn.


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Carol J Forrester is a writer and a history geek. Her debut collection 'It's All In The Blood' came out November 2019. 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.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.


  1. LOVE your description here….especially the filled sails of a fallen shirt. Breathless and grinning…..me too reading this 🙂 So glad you posted.

    • Thank you Lillian. I’ve not been writing much since the UK went into lockdown but I’m trying to right that this month. I’ve reached the point where there are no more cupboards to reorganise so I’ve got less options for procrastination. Hope you and your family are well.

    • It’s been ages since I did so myself. Weirdly I thought about it because of the hunger games movie. Tense chase scene, and all I can think about it what a good climbing tree she’s found.

  2. Wow! What fantastic imagery in so few words! I was hooked with that first line… “bark bitten calves” love it!

  3. A vivid image of a child climbing a tree, Carol! I love the ‘Bark bitten calves’, the ‘Silly stretch of bare belly’ and ‘Billowed until breathless and grinning’.

    • Thank you Kim. My sister and I were lucky enough to run wild in the country side as kids so I’ve got many happy memories of trees and scrambling around.
      Hope you are well.

      • Not too bad, Carol. I’ve just got over shingles and a fall that left me quite stiff and with a purple toe. I’m being shielded (asthma, diabetes, heart) and it’s my eighth week confined to the house, Before the shingles and the fall, I did get out to walk around the football pitch opposite our house, but I’m still a bit unsteady. I miss seeing real people. How are you doing? Stay safe and well!

  4. Glenn A. Buttkus says

    That was me as a kid; wonderful capture. My grandfather taught me tree climbing; later my family called me the “monkey”.

  5. gillena cox says

    Nice one. I use a ladder to pick the only fruit left in my yard now, West Indian Cherries

    Happy Monday, thanks for your delightful little tree climbing adventure


    • I love cherries. The blossom has just finished here so fruit is starting to sprout and the plum tree looks so cute with its tiny green bulbs.

  6. Beautiful, Carol. Is this from your book? It’s lovely.
    I haven’t been able to figure out how to open the pdf with kindle. Will you be adding a kindle version to Amazon?

  7. Must be fun to climb a tree. Your words made me see the picture perfectly. Nice.

  8. I could climb a tree but never liked that hanging upside down business. However you describe it well, and the kid in the poem is having a silly good time.

  9. For a moment I wasn’t sure if we were in a tree or a circus! I love the breathlessness – I had to read it at a run!

  10. This made me think of being a child at the playground and running from the swings to the monkey bars to the climber then down the slide….

  11. Carol, I felt the summer breeze freedom of childhood while reading this – you’ve captured the moments beautifully!

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