There Is No Fear in My Anger

Today, I am stepping out of my comfort zone and attempting a different type of blog.

Since I recently saw Maya Angelou, I’m writing poetry for the first time since adolescence (for the record, that’s about 30 years ago).

This challenge requires taking a deep breath and jumping in.

Here… I… go…

There Is No Fear in My Anger

The workshop leader told us

That anger is always rooted in fear.

That helping people address their anger

Always requires helping them confront their fears.

I, the student, told myself

That my anger is never rooted in fear.

That dealing with my anger

Always requires confronting the source.

There is no fear in my anger.

My anger is rooted in a sense of fairness.

When people are treated differently because of the way they look or because of their perceived social status

Then I am red, hot angry.

But I am not fearful.

My anger is rooted in a desire for benevolence.

When a person with money or connections is regarded more highly than a knowledgeable person

Then I am rebelliously angry.

But I am not fearful.

My anger is rooted in a hard-earned sense of self-worth.

When I am ignored because someone wants to build his own ego on a false sense of self-importance

Then I am howling with anger.

But I am not fearful.

My anger is rooted in a cry for compassion.

When I hear people ridicule those who have less

Then I am sadly angry.

But I am not fearful.

My anger is rooted in respect.

When people spend years building a strong foundation and it is destroyed by those who want to build an empire

Then I am frustrated with anger.

But I am not fearful.

And when I am told that I am fearful rather than angry

I am full of fighting words and the need to persevere and speak the truth.

But I am not fearful.

For there is simply no fear in my anger.

(Wow.. that WAS like jumping into a cold pool and enjoying a great swim… invigorating.  I had forgotten why I wrote poetry as a teen.  I may now write more!)

About Trina Bartlett

I live in the Eastern Panhandle of WV, with one dog, two cats, a theater kid in high school, a band kid at West Virginia University and a husband who works strange hours. When I'm not working as a director at a nonprofit social service organization or being a mom, I can generally be found riding my bike, walking my dog and stirring things up.

Posted on October 10, 2012, in My life, writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 15 Comments.

  1. Trina – I’m so impressed with your poetry. Maya would be too!!!! You expressed yourself perfectly!!!!! Love this!!!!! B

  2. Good one! Keep at it. I love writing this way don’t you?

  3. A Table in the Sun

    Heartfelt sentiments. I think that I have always thought like you, that my anger at the pompous ego-centric person-smashing way that some people treat others is not rooted in fear……but there must be a kernel of truth to that statement. Perhaps we fear being treated the same. Perhaps we fear that no one will stand up for us……

    • Very good point, During the workshop I referenced, the instructor was insistent that fear drives anger. I then missed about half of what she said because I was so absorbed with thinking about all of the things that make me angry and trying to figure out what I am afraid of. The only thing I could come up with at the time was “no control.” I get so frustrated when I have no control of a situation that is hurting someone.

  4. Very, Powerful Poetry! Great work Trina!

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  5. If I hadn’t known it was for the “completely different” challenge I wouldn’t have assumed it was your first time creative writing in a while. You should definitely keep going:)

    • Wow! Thanks so much. I think there is so much that I want to say that it just has to come out somehow (generally with me it’s a lot of talking and when I can’t talk … I write.)

      • I know what you mean:) It kills me to get a bad sinus infection because I generally end up losing my voice. At least we can always write:) Unless we break our arm AND lose our voice at the same time…then I guess we’d be in trouble.;)

      • Something tells me we’d find a way ; )

  6. Good write. I have linked you to a poem on Source of Inspiration where fear is the basis of anger. Thanks for showing another dimension of anger. Good luck on your blog. You write well and I look forward to reading more of your work. hugs, pat

  1. Pingback: Anger=Fear | Source of Inspiration

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