Celebrating a Year

week 174 ~ the truth is always difficult to hear

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the truth is always difficult to hear
it has an annoying propensity
to pop out of hiding post a query
and dive back in its hole to leave us peer-
ing at nothing tangible just a fear
that something’s awry I wait patiently
for you to get that independently
knowing the facts will never disappear
though you haven’t called to apologize
or written a note accepting blame still
you’ll be dodging truth constantly until
there will at some future time I surmise
come a moment you can’t escape and though
you’ll never say somehow I’m sure I’ll know

Written by mairmusic

February 8, 2012 at 10:17 pm

Posted in February, sonnet

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  1. I believe that there are those whose lies become so ingrained in their being that the truth has no way to the surface of life…they will die with their lies as will those who believed them…sorry a random thought brought on by your fine poem.

    slpmartin

    February 8, 2012 at 11:07 pm

  2. Lovely sonnet Marilynn – good to catch up with your work again. Hope you’re doing well

    Luke Prater

    February 10, 2012 at 6:35 pm

  3. Hmmm … some truths, I fear, are never recognized much less acknowledged, but maybe the person you have in mind is different.

    Jamie Dedes

    February 12, 2012 at 2:02 am

    • yes, truly. and, no, I don’t think he is, just an optimistic moment…

      mairmusic

      February 12, 2012 at 9:04 am

  4. we cant run from truth forever. so its better to face it as soon as we can. for our own sake.

    Sharmishtha

    February 12, 2012 at 7:05 am


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