I've held back, truth to tell,
through shyness, circumspection, or,
to give my reluctance its real name, fear.
What horrors might I otherwise have revealed?
I hold back still.
Do not infer that I am silent,
for I can talk my way around a story,
saying everything and revealing nothing.
I hold in reserve the truths
I uncover along the way,
retaining the option
to tell them one day,
some future day when the time is right.
Until then, my words will continue
to spool and spill from the pen.
They do, these stories, go on and on.
Wait for the coming of the blue moon;
wait for the time of not holding back.
Copyright © 2019 Ann Tudor
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