Caught in the Act

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I have never been good at pretending; the eyes tell what words won’t.

Body language betrays my desire to hide, to fake through the hurt and disenchantment—

and so

I beg to the sky for resolution,

the fix,

and if it does not come, and it won’t, there is no hope for change.  I am caught

in the act, on stage without a script or make-up,

soul naked,

heart naked,

tear stained with no make-believe, for I have never been good at pretending.

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About apronheadlilly

wife and mother, musician, composer / poet, teacher, and observer of the world, flawed Christ-follower
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4 Responses to Caught in the Act

  1. georgiakevin says:

    Talk about an emotional poem! I think that your poem is an expression of courage.

  2. jmgoyder says:

    So moving and right there with you my friend (in spirit!)

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