Stave Off

Stave off that anger,
that throbbing red mist,
frustration stays with you,
until you've made up and kissed.

So many have moments,
that seek to explode,
some trifling comment,
not meant so to goad.

A short pause will often
let balance back to restore,
some harmony before one leaves

and shatters the door...

©Rhumour
April 16th 2010