Hatred

Standing fast against the tide,
Hatred pulls me deep inside.
Under ebbs and under brows -
This dark emotion I arouse.
Abberations of my soul
Force me deep in hatred's hole.
Floating up and spreading out -
Patron of an evil route.
Holding on to tiger tails
Pounding, pounding, pounding nails
In boxes o'erbrimmed with hate
In dark, damp corners I await
Bells of time, bells that chime -
Bells that ring and break the rhyme.
Hatred has hot handles here;
Hatred is so very near.

*From the book, 'Still Life' - ©1989, Lorrah and Hitchcock American Poetry Series

by Kelly Vinal

Comments (2)

Interesting write and very descriptive. Hatred is so all consuming and it takes more of your energy and thoughts away. It takes more out of your life-it does. A very strong emotion. An emotion that can destroy a person and all around him or her. Thanks for sharing.
Hatred makes so little sense is caused by one's incompetence, which does inspire primal fear is hatred envy then, my dear? Good, no excellent work Kelly. How is your German? H