A Poem by Traci

Conquest of anger, whirlwind of corrosive emotions

with envy this green eyed monster rears its ugly head

a train wreck of passion, seduction, awakening in disguise

more powerful than desire spinning out of control

keen and shrewd, born of ignorance


Breathing fire, manifested in the eyes of a dragon

a snake in sheep’s clothing, slithering, full of deceit

paralyzing fears, harrowing by day, haunting by dark

stealing bliss, robbing like a thief in the night


Like notorious, LA smoggy skies, stinging eyes, elevating risk

harsh words, abuse, insults, a strong burning poison

disturb and polluting the thoughts of the world


Waging war against this dire enemy of man

sharp swords in every tongue, falling prey, all lost

there fire you kindle for your enemy begins in folly,

ends in repentance burning one’s self


This dire disease, a tsunami destroys everything in its path

nothing more than a vicious earthquake, raging tornado,

spiraling destruction, tearing families, and nations apart


Anger…Injustice, unwelcome, primal fear

© 2018 Traci

Author's Note

"For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Things are ALWAYS black and white ...'til they aren't

Posted 2 Years Ago

So many great poems Traci, I miss you, friend. Hope all is well?

Posted 2 Years Ago

Just reading the ferociousness within makes my eye twitch....How much time we waste. Beautiful composure and structure here!

Posted 2 Years Ago

Life - as so many exist within it.

Posted 2 Years Ago

The poem relates to me as a gale of emotions, the eye of the storm being anger. What's left after a whirlwind of rage, just devastation for the little humanity left in you to salvage? I love that you challenge anger at its conception and duel it with courage and reason. Your poem speaks the truth and educates, but it does it in a very beautiful captivating way. You speak of rage like a dragon that will burn the self and everything around and you speak of control like music that can tame the beast and create peace.

Posted 2 Years Ago

reminds me of "Cross" by Langston Hughes....and a possible message to be advanced from that poem...the idea that holding on to anger takes so much effort and energy...better to let go, forgive, and move on.

Posted 2 Years Ago

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Added on May 20, 2018
Last Updated on May 20, 2018




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