Graham Bentley Poet Free verse

Egg Shells

It is hard to broach, to confront, to share
A subject full of strange depth, unknown, dark, confusing
I always used to laugh at the interesting concept
Of “The Elephant in the room”

Yes, we have one now, it is big, stands there silent
Earning it’s name, observing our avoidance
As we ignore this giant beast, we look everywhere else
But not where it matters

Not knowing how to even begin to talk
How to form words that make it right
Feeling a selfish pain, seeing this reflected
For both of us the same

So we pretend not to see this 
Choosing not to talk, not to be the first to fall
Caught in a surreal dance of denial
As we tread carefully on our egg shells

2011

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W.A. Cholt August 4, 2021 at 4:09 PM You've described the whole situation perfectly. It can be so hard to speak of profound and serious life events. We all know the fear and hesitation. I think the initial breakthrough although demanding much courage makes it easier from that point onwards. Graham Bentley August 5, 2021 at 1:08 PM Thank you, I tried very hard to express how that moment felt, I am so pleased it came across so.