Are you listening?
Over the fence
I’ve asked before.
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God, are you there?
Behind the fence
Hiding from me.
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I’m sure you are there,
Close to the fence
Near to me.
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I can’t see you,
Hid by the fence
Out of my view.
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I know you are there
Take down the fence
And let me see you!
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I hear your voice
From beyond the fence
The fence is my unbelief.
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Written for Poets United – Verse First – Fence
Life From A Park Bench 
I like how you wrote this
I think you have to take down that one! 🙂
I agree with Rosemary’s comment. Smiles.
Or else perhaps you have to find a way to poke holes in it.
(But really…I do understand your feelings…and sometimes there seems just NO way around.)
Oh now, this poem really hits home………a stellar closing line! Really well done.
Your final revelatory and confessional line tie this poem up with a nice, tight bow. Kudos!