Rose Colored Glasses

you tell me! ;)

                                                Rose Colored Glasses

prisms

rose and glass

clinking them i drink

scented fresh Chardonnay  

bouquet red blush

pulling on one leg at a time

i wear cotton fast to sleep

little worlds of bliss

a kiss

i pray my soul to keep

11/03/2018

E.

Author's Note

Reviews

[m.s.early]

A glass of wine before bed. I admire such a common picture captured so tidy in poem. "Less is more" is a real thing here.

And i love the sweet little rhyme at the end. 😊

Blessings

[Einstein Noodle]

thank you for reviewing Ms. Early! and i am so happy that the rhyming (which interjected itself) ;) is pleasing to you .. i am not good at strict rhyme but it happens now and then ;) thanks for stopping my new found friend...see you 'round eh!?
E.

[Fran Marie]

Awhh.. a rosy cozy poem of feel good..I so enjoyed the warmth oozing from these simple yet beautiful words..all is right with the world when wearing rose colored glasses. Well at least sometimes. Nice work my friend

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... that's why we all should keep a pair around .. says i! ... they can even heal a jaded nihilist ;))))))))))))
thanks Fran .. i am smiling that you enjoyed ...
E.

[Papaya]

I really like this, we see things differently some times when we wear those glasses.
:) Rose coloured glasses are better than beer goggles. (:

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha perhaps ... but a nice stout ale among friends is pretty high up there ;) i am so happy you are back at the Cafe'!

[Patricia Wedel]

Rose 🌹 wine is quite the aphrodisiac when skies are blue and melancholy. truly, Pat

[Einstein Noodle]

yes it is Par! i only drink wine with friends .. otherwise i know i would finish the whole bottle meself ;)))))))))))))))
thanks for reading and your wonderful thoughts
E.

[barleygirl]

I love the way you tie together a collection of some recognizable relatable ideas that are connected by being part of a rosy view of life. I love the way you use the rose color in a variety of ways. I've recently OD'ed on the negativity, so I unplugged my phone (robocalls), stopped watching the news, & now I'm full-time weirdo wandering thru the wilderness on a burro with no name *heh! heh! heh!* Fondly, Margie

[angel]

Couldn't find a burro; here's a horse you can ride through the desert, though:

A Horse with No Name
America
On the first part of the journey
I was looking at all the life
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
There was sand and hills and rings
The first thing I met was a fly with a buzz
And the sky with no clouds
The heat was hot and the ground was dry
But the air was full of sound
I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la
After two days in the desert sun
My skin began to turn red
After three days in the desert fun
I was looking at a river bed
And the story it told of a river that flowed
Made me sad to think it was dead
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la
After nine days I let the horse run free
'Cause the desert had turned to sea
There were plants and birds and rocks and things
there was sand and hills and rings
The ocean is a desert with it's life underground
And a perfect disguise above
Under the cities lies a heart made of ground
But the humans will give no love
You see I've been through the desert on a horse with no name
It felt good to be out of the rain
In the desert you can remember your name
'Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
La, la
Songwriters: Dewey Bunnell
A Horse with No Name lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc
hear it here:https//www.youtube.com/watch?v=CpSdePGgVyQ

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[angel]

Nice, and very relatable, E.N....keep that Alzeimer's at bay, man. I'm fighting that battle, also.

[barleygirl]

You got it! One of my favorite songs! *wink! wink!* Thanks for sharing!

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks guys!! Barley Girl you are the best! ride that burro honey ride!! i'm with you 100% ...it is way too distressing and is making everyone mad and sick of it ... blah blah blah ... news people and most politicians think we are so stupid ... let the vote decide ... the hell with vitriolic rhetoric ... facts and acts are what count! i am in my jammies ... had me coffee ... took out the doggies ... its a glorious pre-dawn day ... soon enough leaves will be off our forest trees that i will be able to see the dippers ... they remain obscured all summer ... but venus and you are always their dear friend ;)
E.
ps. thanks angel! glad you can relate ... we fight on together then eh!? ;) sure appreciate your visit

[barleygirl]

WOW! I'm floating away as I read your descriptions of the pre-dawn morning puttering & imminent leaf dump at your place, E! *smile*

[Einstein Noodle]

;) ......................

[Coyote Poetry]

Hard to find a good pair of rose-colored glasses. Great song and amazing poetry my friend.
Coyote

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks Coyote Man! you can borrow my pair anytime .. actually i have several ... so you can keep one ;) even the darkest days can be rosy eh!? so happy you enjoyed sir!
E.

[Coyote Poetry]

I need a pair and you are welcome my friend.

[Einstein Noodle]

:) ...................

[john l smith]

It seems as we age, the act of readying for and going to, sleep, contains differing expectations
An escape for some a concern for others.
Your wine and cotton are a pleasant prelude to whatever comes next.
Dave

[Einstein Noodle]

ahahaha well.......... let the imagination run wile says i! ;) thanks for taking time and reviewing john .. much appreciated!
E.

[Lydia Shutter]

A glass of wine...merlot or chardonnay....to calm one's soul before sleep. "in vino veritas" as a friend of mine used to say....in wine there is truth. A kiss from one who is no longer with you perhaps....and a sweet reverie. Something warm and fuzzy about this poem, E. I enjoyed it. Lydi**

[Einstein Noodle]

hm "...warm and fuzzy" ...... you got the picture my friend! thank you for reading and i could not be more gratified with what you take with you from this poem.... warm and fuzzy foreverrr! ;)
E.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

I love this poem its so simple and quaint and brings back memories of how I could drink oh I do miss it lol
I don't drink for medical reasons now but how I remember wine before bed lovely.
you wrote this well x

[Einstein Noodle]

thanks so much Jules ... i couldn't ask for more in a poem than to move you to a lovely place ... love love love :)
E.

[Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)]

hugs sometimes the shortest sweetest poetry the best

[Einstein Noodle]

:) .......................

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think if we go to bed feeling peace, we wake up that way as well...and it makes for better, more rosy days...at least those of us who share this optimism hope so.
j.

[Einstein Noodle]

yes ... just let me wear them please!!! putting them on before bedtime is the perfect plan jacob ... i keep mine at bedside ;)))))))))))
thanks sir ...for spending time on me streets
E.