Wednesday, May 7, 2008

Anger




I wish I could be angry with you.
Your judgemental platitudes
Reveal self righteous attitudes
Beneath the benevolence you issue.

But, your molten shards so foolishly spew
From flows brittle with over use.
The scorching ignorance of it's misuse
Obstructs the steam that will surely ensue.

So, the watery depths scream in agony,
Pockets of empathy hiss under the pressure,
Cavern walls moan with self censure,
And fissures weep harsh judgements of the autonomy

That determine the fault line lies within,
And then punish the weakness rather than mend.

3 comments:

  1. WOW! Powerful!

    Super art. Love the snake and symbolism.

    Great poem. important stuff.

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  2. I REALLLY like the art. (Just looking again!)

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  3. roses and blue jays
    call our name
    in luck and fear we find
    the sweet cream of it

    back and forth
    with bad investors
    the unthinkable bird
    lists our heart-losers

    i will bend until
    the longing goes, so
    light a match of death to everyone
    for i remember the whales kisses

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