Muted Rage Poem by robyn selters
Muted Rage
Mind tight
as shrunken drum
Dangerously thin
threatening to tear
Screaming within
barely contained
Muted rage
knuckles bare
Invisible foe
spiritual war
Demanding control
at death I stare
Silken lake
remains sublime
Furnace below
barely there
Peace awakens
respect resumes
Roles remembered
re God I care
Private passions
not lay bare
Keep your senses
never declare
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4/23/2024 9:28:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Thanks for message. You seem to be confused. 'Burnt' is one of your own poems. Above poem I enjoyed immensely in its bare strength. Thanks. John