Regret.
Wind had risen,
gusts of near-winter slapped her cold face.
Pregnant grey clouds
fat as fresh dripping rolled in from the sea.
Then rents appeared
and an eyeing sun forewarned her again.
She decided
that hiding in shadows fostered deceit.
So mind set straight
her run-away shoes trod homeward to him.
Grass looks greener
but fence guilt with regret and duty wins.
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Fay Slimm. (
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Unsure whether this is after an "I'm leaving you" break up or a change of heart after having made an arrangement to 'slip away and meet someone'. Regardless of those I think you cleverly created a heavy atmosphere with sombre weather conditions and that sun peeping through after enough time had passed to weigh things up with maybe a cooler or more reasoned head on.
Enjoyed thinking about this, the layout and sparse clues taking me into it's mystery. I bet you had fun creating this - how much to put in, how much to leave out... keep that dusk bloke guessing.
such a subtle depiction of the nuances within Regret, sacrifice of self - with its inevitability of 'what if's',
yet also - in the blank spaces between ink, remain remnants of that pride that chose to cater to another, intentionally - knowingly betraying one version of self, to heroically stay and ink out all the molasses left in the commitment chosen to be prioritised,
a wonderfully insightful write, immersive in delivery
Good write Fay.
Super piece fay.
ANGELA HERE ~ Good Evening Fay - Thenks again for a whistful ODE of *What might have been !* and *Almost was but wasnt* It resonates with many scenarios in all our own lives ~ when we walked away from Someone or Something and then relented and sneaked back with Guilt & Regret but with a sense of Duty. It has never happened to Brian & I (yet) and we both have Faith - becase of the depth of our love. Like a tree planted by the Water-side We shall not be moved ~ AMEN ! Please check *CURRY* Thanks !
Blessings & Peace & Joy with Love
Angela - Brian & Smokey Cat 💛💛💛
Duty may win but sometimes the heart battles duty. Wonderful words once more Fay.
Andy
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