Subduing Anger Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sandy shores before me, a little breeze blowing
gently across my mind, reminding me of a lilting
rhythm, chasing me on shores of another time.

Lazily attending to thoughts, drifting closer to
an interior mind, taking an initiative to subdue
feelings of anger wanting to be shown and expressed.

Thinking they are entitled by my ego, yet I shove
them below, not allowing infectious feelings of
anger to overcome and take me away in tides of
life's storms.

Instead, sitting while a little breeze gently wafts
it's way across my mind, sandy shores before me,
reminding me of a lilting rhythm chasing me into
forests of imagination.