Pam Thomas

Rookie (August 12,1960 / Birmingham, Alabama)

(anger) My Faithful Friend - Poem by Pam Thomas

Anger, my faithful friend, never relenting, embedded in the
pit of my soul, ready to strike when fate and foe deal
their dreaded blows. Embracing you I have, all of my
life, drawing courage and strength in the face of pain.

I’ve been shunned by some, chastised by many when you
reared your ugly little head, but if not for your defense I
would have surely drowned in self defeat. In lack of
self responsibilities when inflicting their pain, my
foes have said, (Anger managment is what she needs) .

I pushed you away my friend, accepting the guilt from
others when clinging to you in times of trouble, but
as I picked my beat and bloody self up one day I
realized it was not my guilt but theirs that I took that
pushed you away.

Many have said that my friend is bad, but I say that
my friend is a gift, so I could stand with courage and defend.
For God told of the sorrows in this life and knew
you would sustain me till the end. I thank you
my faithful Friend.

Comments about (anger) My Faithful Friend by Pam Thomas

  • (8/13/2007 9:16:00 PM)

    Great write again. You get your point across each literary piece. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/19/2007 9:31:00 AM)

    Yes, guilt can be so controlling and many will use it against you. But, you got it right and stood up for yourself in this piece. God will convict you if you do something to be guilty over. It's not anyone else's job. Great writing! (Report) Reply

  • Melvina Germain (5/18/2007 8:12:00 AM)

    I don't think I can say it any better than David, just keep on realizing that you don't have accept anyone's guilt. Let them own their own guilt and you my dear poet, you keep on writing. I enjoyed this piece very much and I look forward to reading more of your poetry. Cheers to you Pam--Melvina-- (Report) Reply

  • (4/4/2007 12:51:00 PM)

    Pam, you are getting better and better with each poem that comes from your gifted pen. The line that really struck home with me was,
    one day I
    realized it was not my guilt but theirs that I took that
    pushed you away.
    You said it so beautifully. Very true, not your guilt but theirs. You have top Marks from me. Thanks for sharing it my friend.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Thursday, February 10, 2011

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