Anger
Her anger was like a violent storm today-
fit to be tied by neither man nor gods.
Taking, ravaging, vicious, cruel.
Her anger struck out like lightening-
sharp, burning, deadly.
Her raised voice, the thunder-
loud, deafening, frightening to the hearer.
Her emotions ran like the waves-
peaking and falling, over and over.
Once her storm crested little was left as a
reminder of the brutal attack...
...except for tiny pieces of debris
scattered along the shoreline.
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