The soft orange intensifies
And rises up to roar
It meets the sky
Burning with rage
Breathing with the air
Consuming it, spitting
It swirls in response
Gusting and blowing, chagrined
Ruffling the leaves and riffling the sand
Bending the reeds and breaking the land
Maintaining it countenance
But the ground groans
And sighs and shudders
And cracks and moans
Like a lover
It quakes with passion
And shakes with ire
Marks indelible on honest land
Unlike the silvery liquid
That washes ashore
It seems insipid
Uninspired by lore
Altogether astounding then
Is its wrath
That breaks upon the shore
And breaks upon the rocks
Unforgiving it is
Anger
And rises up to roar
It meets the sky
Burning with rage
Breathing with the air
Consuming it, spitting
It swirls in response
Gusting and blowing, chagrined
Ruffling the leaves and riffling the sand
Bending the reeds and breaking the land
Maintaining it countenance
But the ground groans
And sighs and shudders
And cracks and moans
Like a lover
It quakes with passion
And shakes with ire
Marks indelible on honest land
Unlike the silvery liquid
That washes ashore
It seems insipid
Uninspired by lore
Altogether astounding then
Is its wrath
That breaks upon the shore
And breaks upon the rocks
Unforgiving it is
Anger
