Begging the Exhale, a poem

in shatters,
they rattle
beneath the ribs
you can hear them
crying out
like forlorn,
seedless shells
against naked trees
in a windstorm.
They ache
to find
their voice
as they lay quivering,
trapped beneath
their soulless breath
awaiting expression,
begging the exhale
of birth.

(c) Sumyanna 2017


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4 Comments Add yours

    1. Sumyanna says:

      Thank you very much!


  1. stbarbebaker says:

    in shatters” this is perfect!!!

    Liked by 1 person

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