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”
Theme
Thursday: “glasses”
Writer’s
Workshop: “spark”
Image/s:
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to Sepia Saturday
for this vintage/public domain image.
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Such powerful words. What an incredible gift it would be (to both giver and recipient) to help someone recognize her worth, when all she has known is a distorted image of herself. Visiting from FMF.
ReplyDeleteDare hope she’ll come to recognize
ReplyDeleteThe view improves in honest eyes.
My favorite lines. Reminds me to live bold and fearless.
Very nice. Sometimes we do need more words
ReplyDeleteLovely poem
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! I read it over and over to let it seep in. Love the imagery and the wistfulness.
ReplyDeleteLove it! Well done, Linda. :D Thanks for making this part of SoCS!
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