Anger demands to be allowed... a poem by Veronica Farmer

Anger
Demands to be allowed
A volcano of emotion
It rattles
Shakes the voice
the skin

Do not hide from it
Or keep it firmly buttoned down
like a sunday school shirt
a deep gulp wrapping the throat
for decades
that sends its toxins into cells
bone, muscles 
sinews

Let it Free
Let it Roar

Take it to the ocean
And run it down the wet sand
Let its heat thrum out of you
Core out

Take it to the forest
Give it to the wet moss under your fingerpads
Give it to the moist earth

Do not leave it fermenting
Toxifying your being
With its pungent odour
Let it out the door of your heart

Oberve its great power
Let it Rip
Let it Storm
Then ...
Let it go

Feel the storm subside
After it has thundered through every crevice
Along flooded kerbs
And made the dog cower
look at you funny

Feel the freedom
Of it
How it catches all the old pain
Humiliations and failures
Scoops up the ancient wars and rages long held within
Takes them all and spews all out like lava

Then 
Let it be done with
Forgiven

Then
Smile at Yourself
Do something with the shy sunlight 
that follows pounding rain
that floods your being
gently
carefully

Smile softly at your greatness
How it can manifest
In a roar
Be not afraid of yourself

Anger
Once run its course
Clears you

Gives you room
to roam
Be adventurous
Be free

The thought
The knowing
The feeling
Of who you are 

Powerful 
Beyond
Measure