Beneath the truth

Beneath the truth

Rejective to the truths she tried to tell him

Mind absent?

Or defensive out on a limb

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Please listen

You must play attention

No more pretension, allow convention

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You sit and stare through vacant eyes

Life on hold, I await your replies

Do you understand what we are losing

Responding, why are you refusing

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Your mind wandering like a nomad

Can you focus on what we once had

Why are you scared to open your heart

When we are close, I see your lips naturally part

Your words say I miss you so much

Your hands reaching for mine, a brief touch

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Is this a blemish, a blot that can be mended

Unbelievingly that this is our life intended

I love you, your words do say

Can we rebuild, be us, not they (were)

Consent step forward and then deny

Concede, permit, it is ok to again, try

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Some people wear their heart on their sleeve

Others keep it closed, opting to leave

Do you keep it hidden to avoid humiliation and rejection?

Please do not besmirch our lives affection

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Show your beautiful and vulnerable heart.

I would have accepted it with a tender open heart.

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I have combined a number of challenges. Enjoy the collaboration ❤️

#FOWC

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/03/18/opposites-attract-challenge-15/

https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2019/03/18/story-starter-challenge-16/

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/03/19/focus/

https://fivedotoh.com/2019/03/19/fowc-with-fandango-blot/

https://onedailyprompt.wordpress.com/2019/03/19/your-daily-word-prompt-besmirch-march-19-2019/

Published by Janette Bendle

I have reached my fabulous 50s. Guess what, it’s okay. 20 years in the health and wellness industry. Educating men and women on the importance of nourishing their bodies with good food, moving with integrity, recharging their energy levels and empowering their minds. I love my job. A mother of two boys who are now men and my greatest achievement. A lover of words, an aspiring author with a book written and no idea where to go next, a poet who writes from the heart and her vulnerability. A foodie who loves to experiment, a salad lover , But not just your Every day salad, I throw in anything you can think of it ends up in my salad. I have a reputation for making the greatest weirdest salads around. As a total contradiction, I have a ridiculous sweet tooth. I rescue abandoned souls in the bodies of dogs, an animal lover, Who sometimes likes animals more than humans. My teacher in life, my mother never ceases to amaze me. I am one fortunate human being who is filled with gratitude for the life she lives.

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