Expression of Anger

I have no idea why everything seems to be a cycle for me lately

My hand, heavy, strikes the mountain.

Will and soul empower flesh

Thunder bellows down the valley;

I have come.

Anger, jagged and bright,

pours out, and down.

Stricken furrows steam open,

With a yielding; Earth sighs.

Drawing clenched fists

I strike again, then again

The thunder roars, carrying 

dissipated by what

Earth absorbs.

From lightning hot

to smoldering red,

anger then turns wet

running from cheek to Earth.

She absorbs these tears 

and from death, and the pain

then anger hot and searing white,

finally, the rain reaches seeds,

now nurtured, 

and aching to grow.

Author's Note

Reviews

[Nia Hope]

Wonderful job I enjoyed this poem very much :)

[Mark]

Thanks Ankara! :)

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

This is a excellent poem, Mark. I am impressed :)

[Mark]

Thank you my friend. Glad you like !! :)

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

Yw bro, I sure did :)

[Inder24]

Wonderful Poem. Really loved it,especially the last two line :P

[Blue]

I love the last two lines. They wrap up the entire poem wonderfully, Mark.

[icelandicblue]

Life is a cycle of the good the bad and the ugly but also of rebirth and renewal. We weather the weather the best we can, we are human we feel and react and then we reevaluate. I wish the path was smoother and less dramatic for so many of us but I fear for most it is more like your poem than not. This was highly emotive and a striking poem on many levels.

[Mark]

If we didn't have the valleys there would be no peaks. Thanks for your thoughtful review. :)

[Ruth]

Could be a renewal cycle :) Good choice of song to accompany the rage within but I feel more than rage, I feel insight, new and yearning, a process of growing, awesome x

[Mark]

Thank you dear Poppy, I'm glad you saw that. :)

[Ruth]

My pleasure love x

[Debbie_Philly]

Mark this is a really great piece.... I really enjoyed this !!

She absorbs these tears
and from death, and the pain
then anger hot and searing white,
finally, the rain reaches seeds,

Wow

[Mark]

Thanks Debbie, glad you liked!

[Baby Ricochet]

I really liked this one. It has cajones.

[Mark]

Thanks Mark :)

[LadyAnn68]

WOW...the guitar is enough to make you understand what was going through your mind! But was it the anger that made your seeds want to grow or it that anger was done and now is the chance for seeds to grow?

[Mark]

I dunno, lately everything I write seems to be sort of yin-yang, cycle of life thing. I can't explain why and my muse is mute on the subject!

[LadyAnn68]

LOL...it was good anyway trust me! Just that guitar and screaming is rough!

[Mark]

ya, I"m not going to put music on auto play anymore. It's annoying me now. LOL

[LadyAnn68]

hahhahaha....

[LadyAnn68]

Say if you feel like it check out my new "Me and My Shadow" can you?

[Frieda P]

Having a bad day Mark...the frenzied music goes perfectly with your intense hot lighting read.

[Mark]

It was my twisted soul. AC/DC often goes well with things. Thanks

[Frieda P]

I hate when that happens...welcome.