The joys of rage are dampened
No crimson words on this page supplanted
Instances of calm; light skies, rambling downs
Inner praise for the loaded step I found hard to take
What to make of the response; is it a euphoria
Founded on no more than paper rocks
The fragrance of flowered freesia stocks
a poem from the collection Into the Present Decade - Love with Droplets of Joy available by clicking on the link