Poetry & Prose by Carol J Forrester
She traces after the sun,
runs her hand along an arc
of warmth left behind.
Scatters clouds into fragments,
dips into the depth of herself,
the swell of an expanse unmeasured,
often mistaken for shallow
by craned necked mouths staring
at her empty fullness.
Written for tonight’s Quadrille prompt where the word was ‘sky’. Not sure what I’ve written exactly, but it’s forty-four words so we’re going with it.
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. View all posts by Carol J Forrester
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A wonderful personification of the sky. I think Lady Sky can easily tempt us …
I love the title of this, especially. And her hand along that arc. So lovely.
Thank you
So stunning!
Thank you
Lady Sky…..making the sky not only human, but female as well….and running her hand along that arc…that is just the right feminine detail for me.
Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it
Such a fabulous fabulous write! I love the personification of lady sky here 🙂
Thank you very much
What an apt description of a thing not easy to describe.
Empty but full when you look beyond the picture postcard blue. I like the paradox.
Thank you
This is so lovely. I love the lines about being thought shallow, but full, and how she
“dips into the depth of herself,
the swell of an expanse unmeasured,”
Thank you
I love your feminine personification of the sky, Carol, the way she ‘runs her hand along an arc of warmth’ and ‘dips into the depth of herself’ and the wonderful oxymoron of ‘her empty fullness’.
Thank you Kim,
Nice to think of the sky as a lady. Men seem to want to go to war……..
Beauty personified.
This is something I need to share with my fellow writers here at dVerse. I so enjoy reading the work that you create and post, and am genuinely honored to be embraced as a part of this community of poets. May we all find healing in these challenging times. And as a true aquarian love child, and also a proud flower child of the 60’s, who truly believed then we would some day change the world to be a better place for all, and still believes that we might yet do it — I wish each of you peace, health, and love. Write on!
Lovely quadrille.
Thank you
I wonder why anyone could be bored with the sky above to see and be entranced by. I know that as a kid i quite liked lying on the grass and see is speeding ovehead. Sshh! Don’t tell but in my 80’s I sometimes still do that now!
I went out about a month back and lay on decking to watch the night sky. It was too hot and there was thunder behind the clouds. I’ve never been one for meditation, so it’s the closest I come to simply being in the place where I am.
Very nice description of the sky above us!
Thank you.
Very busy your sky is… perhaps a bit like you?