Red river rushes
Beating and slapping away
Through the loops of its system.
Bounding arteries harden
Against the pressure.
Small vessels
Burst in its passing;
Pulsating temples pound.
A scowling storm
Screams through the system.
A renegade ocean, tasting of fury
Strikes out, relenting swings
Mindless flinging fists.
The hot waves break and recede.
Weakened, I rest.
e.e. wilholt
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/raging-waters/
