Those black beads of anger pierce and stare.
No trace of 'you' anywhere.
Only bulging belligerence.
The eyes. The look.
The curl of contempt
scathe like venom from honeyed lips.
And oh, that throbbing vein does evidence.
How frightful you are when you rage.
Unrecognizable - I'll say it again.
With your claws unsheathed.
Vicious, cold and unaware
of the way your face contorts and nostrils flare.
Friday, August 22, 2008
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Who is being venomous?
@Varali : A memory.
I love the language you use. A picture of anger.
@Jaya : Gracias. I actually played with titling it something to that effect of Anger Incarnate/ the avatar of anger etc. But decided it sounded too contrived, sojust stuck with Avatar.
Confronted with faces like these far too frequently of late, I wish that they were only cartoons easy to dismiss. I love the "curl of contempt"...and "claws unsheathed." You've really captured something here.
@T : Yes.. I wish they were just cartoons too.
And thank you :)
You have captured very nicely, something that anyone can relate to.
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