Cold Anger

 

 

Cold Anger

 Cold anger,

rising up,

surging,

billowing,

as you catch

your breath

just

in time.

Words

come out slowly,

but

with a severe tonal edge

and as rapier sharp ice shards.

Cold anger,

like an avalanche,

engulfs all in its wake.

It freezes any other attentiveness,

smothers compassion,

until

its force is spent.

Cold anger,

beading

in the chilling sweat

that flushes from inner pores

as the rage bursts out.

White hot meets white cold.

As the tempest passes,

the body slackens,

petrified

by its own violence within.

 

Simon C.J. Falk   24 March 2014

 

At times we become overwhelmed by our emotional state and experience whatever that emotion may be in a way that takes our whole being captive.  In anger it may be a build up of many things.  It may be a deep disappointment at being “played” or manipulated by those we expected more honesty from.  The above verse may help us be more self-aware of when our emotions take us captive.  It is also timely to refer to greenmackenzie’s ‘self reflection’ post at http://breathofgreenair.com/2014/03/23/self-reflection/ .

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