Anger

 

Anger

 

Feels like fire.

The kind that

used to drive a

steam locomotive.

It doesn't just

create heat.

Energy builds

until it is ready

to boil over.

The need to

 take action is

coupled with

the fear that

you won't be

 able to stop.

Best to open

the safety valve.

 

This poem came out of an exercise in which the writer was asked to describe how an emotion feels. Give it a try. You may be surprised at where your mind takes you.

 

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