The Sombre Exhale

The sombre exhale,
The gentle throb of guilt
And the moment you know
That you’re wrong,

The heavy swallow,
The lowered shoulders
And the slow, measured dance
Of the sunlight

As the air echoes shame
To the beats of contrition.

2 Responses to “The Sombre Exhale”

  1. I think this is one of your best works yet. It has such clarity and a perfect sense of gentle forethought. It’s the simplicity that births it’s genius. Nicely done, Dunstan.

  2. Thanks Alicia. I’m chuffed you think so highly of it 🙂

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