Rose-colored glasses and a white gown

Sometimes a half-dozen words are enough. But maybe not always.

Rose-colored glasses and a white gown

A carefree wonder caught her cloak.

She buttoned up to go for broke

And donned her specs of rosy hue.

Perhaps they had been better blue.

Bedecked in lace, this woman-child

Cast dreams aside to deem them wild.

The woodpecker put spark to bark

To measure how she missed the mark.

She wasn’t worthy of her wings;

Alas, the creed of self-crowned kings.

How colored glasses do deceive

A heart embroidered on a sleeve.

I’d love to help this friend by chance

To give her value second glance.

Dare hope she’ll come to recognize

The view improves in honest eyes.

c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson

This poem was posted in response to these prompts:

Daily Post: “carefree”

Five-Minute Friday: “help”

One Minute Writer: Six Word Saturday

Show My Face: Six Word Saturday

Simply Snickers: “woodpecker,” “wonder,” “wild,” “worthy,” and “wings”

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: “second”
Meme Express: “go for broke”

Theme Thursday: “glasses”

Writer’s Workshop: “spark”

Image/s:

 Thanks to Sepia Saturday

for this vintage/public domain image.

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