Tag: rage

Mountain – A Poem

Our love is a gentle breeze I am a mountain, tall and solid From my soil grows all types of fruit, Warm and ripe from the summers sun From my ground—sharp rocks, jagged edges You cut your feet when you try to climb me…

I Want to be Gentle, but I Get Angry

She’s 4 years old and she doesn’t want to listen. Or, maybe she can’t listen? The second of four children, always striving to be heard. You were always the angry one, temper flaring. At 6 months old you furrowed your brow and your face…