Actions Speak

I’ve never been what you’d call outspoken; 
my approach is to hang back and take note.
Perceiving injustice my heart cried, “Quit!”
Fearful, I lingered, silence unbroken.
Unwilling, my voice stayed stuck in my throat -
apathetic, reluctant, unfit.

Insults and put-downs I wished to curtail.
Teased for his buck teeth; Bob stuttered a bit;
I sit with him at lunch which gets their goat.
Actions can speak.  When words have no avail -
outwit.


November 14, 2020

contest:  The Speaker
hostess:  Sara Kendrick
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Kendrick Avatar
November 21, 2020 at 2:18 AM
Thanks for participating in my contest. I appreciate you taking the time and writing this nice event from your life. Sara
Duet Avatar
November 14, 2020 at 9:17 PM
Very good reasoning, Reason. I should bite my tongue more often. Well-written. Good luck in the contest.
Poteet Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 1:07 PM
I am learning that more and more re my husband; arguments over small things are futile and useless. At our ages, little can be said to change mindset; so I just act in accordance with what I think. Thanks for commenting.
Rose  Avatar
November 14, 2020 at 8:16 PM
This is very nicely written and in a subject matter that we all have close to heart. Thank you for your sharing, gl in the contest.
Poteet Avatar
November 15, 2020 at 1:09 PM
Had to get that word, curtail, in there somewhere and it fit, I think. A curtal sonnet is curtailed from 14 to 11 lines. I welcome your comment and appreciate your time and energy.
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