Outcry

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

Author's Note

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

Reviews

[Chris]

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

[KeeD]

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

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

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

[Chris]

Life - as so many exist within it.

[KeeD]

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.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

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.
j.