Every Friday I'll post one poem that I wrote. Here's my poem for this Friday.
What Happened on Wednesday
Like all storms, calm before.
Then heat behind the eyes,
the brewing bile boils in the
cold chambers of the heart.
I hear it. The growling at
the mouth of it's bitter-black den.
Blood pushes through tightened veins.
So fall the floodgates.
A fury-red hell-borne thunder-breaking rage
the roaring-vortex tunnel-vision hate
Fie! Fie! I defy you wrath!
You vile tempter, you black incubus!
The hollow fruit in hand, I defy you!
Free-wrought by open tongues of flame,
the copper taste still poisoning my teeth,
I have, inebriated, lain waste to all I love.
And now stare on this desolate plain,
still miraged by swirling madness,
thrown off from embers cast by this
It rumbles; not yet lost over the horizon.
Leave me Wrath... Begone...
Realization. Sadness. Embitterment. Acceptance.
Like a calm before a storm.