
Stalked by Anger
August 11, 2008
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Climbing a mountain high
Loose stones fall
In the bright blinding Sun
The stones become hot
Dust and sharp fragments
Choke Bruise Distract
Uncertain of footing
I wander from the path
To a most familiar predator
On this ground I am prey
My heart begins to race
As it crawls near
My eyes wrestle it’s silhouette
From behind splintered stone
A face so vermin like
With red matted hair
Like a chameleon
In it’s holocaustic terrain
A living sore
In a blasted volcanic world
Infinitesimal
But sensing my awareness
Our roles then reverse
It cannot strike fear
Into what it cannot surprise
And in the light of day
It’s smallness is laughable
I look it in the eye
Show that I’m not afraid
I’m not so lost
That I cannot find my path
Yet spitting acidic vitriol
That stains then burns
Attacking in it’s retreat
Scurrying back into hiding
I cup the wound and rinse it
In clear cool water
Only a momentary flinch
Leaving not even a mark
I have avoided it’s bite
And weathered the poison
Looking over my shoulder
I see back to my path
The creature and I
Will soon dance again
For it ever tracts me
Always in my shadow
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This is your best to date! The imagery, the emotion, the way it unfolds, it pulls you in and leaves no doubt. The demon anger wages war with so many of us.
You have captured the essence of a moments confrontation beautifully…
namaste
((HUGS))
Lady Sorrow – Thank you for that. Anger forever my nemesis eternally tormenting me. And I can’t even get angry about it. Where’s the justice. Dobry.
very powerful words, that took me to the heart of feeling
Fire Byrd – So wonderful to have you stop by. Thank you for your comment. With all the experience I have with Anger one would think I should know to master it. Oddly It has as much experience with me. It’s simple really. 1).I become enraged that the universe dares not cater to my needs. 2).The universe slaps me for being a piss ant. Mystery solved.
Glad to hear from you. Hope all is well your way. Dobry Den.