All posts tagged: winter

Dry Eyed – A Poem By Carol J Forrester

Roll my shoulders,crackle spine of dry fleshsmoked fractures and boiler hiss,hiccup of breath in a radiator. Airless and unloved,in the dank basement of the mindsnow cannot refract any lightinto these shadows. Still it aches on the backs,eyeballs tight against their socketsstraining past the crisp,no bounce in the world outside. Imagine melting into dust,slithers of self pooling at the footof all this make believe.As endless as this frozen season. “Airless and unloved, in the dank basement of the mind” L. Igloria ~ A Reparation

Getting Into The Spirit

I’m getting into the spirit of Christmas a little earlier than normal this year. I think all this talk of Christmas commercials on the radio has done something to put me in the festive mood, but all in all I’m more ‘up for’ Christmas than I have been for a while. Don’t get me wrong, I love this time of year. My birthday is on the twenty-first of December so the month is something of a double whammy when it comes to celebration, but being at university and trekking between home and Bath somehow drains the excitement from me a little I find. Hence Terrance! Named by one of my housemates Terrance will like meet an unfortunate fate before the start of 2015, but I’m going to do my best to keep him alive. House plants have never been a strength of mine, or my mother’s for that matter. An issue that the aforementioned housemate finds hilarious since I come from a farming background. But! Terrance does represent my attempt at embracing the jolliness of …

Haiku August

I am trying to write a Haiku for every day of this month. I wrote Summer Birds on the first day, yesterday I wrote: Leaf mulch and bare bark. Faith went the way of Winter without Spring for hope.   and today I have:   You’re my thunder dusk following heat clogged daylight. I listen for you.   I find writing haikus a little bizarre. Why? I don’t actually know if I like them… Haikus never feel as if they hold enough when I read them of write them. I can find some crackers and think “wow! I really like that!” But it remains the same for the vast majority of haikus, I simply feel that they don’t suit me. So I’m trying to write one every day for a month to see if my opinion changes. How about yourselves? Are there any poetic or prosaic forms that simply stick in your pen? I would be interested to hear if anyone else finds themselves in a similar situation.