Holy **** I think I just had some kind of breakthrough.... :-)

Rose Coloured Glasses

Forever seeing only shades of grey
Down the tunnel not so far away
A glint of something bright and new
Is heading your way can this be true?

Wondering if this is some kind of trick
Anticipation makes you feel giddy, sick
After years of struggle, torment, pain
Could there finally be happiness again?

It's sad to think a glimmer of light
After so much dark can cause such fright
Holding your breath till pleasure passes
In fear it's just rose coloured glasses

Time to re-train the brain I say
And accept the good that comes today
The curves of the road forever swerving
We must believe we're all deserving

Hard to push aside familiar hurts
And stop expecting bubbles to burst
Say YES! This can happen to me!
And live life, finally, gratefully free

Poetry by Purple Phoenix
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Written on 2009-08-12 at 02:04

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Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
Freedom with all it entails - the roses and the thorns - is ultimately a bouquet of life experiences that I hope I would never wish to be any different.

You are a awesome poet; thanks again for sharing your wares.

It becomes all to natural to look the gift horse in the mouth...
Very good poem and lesson. I suppose we must ride the wave :-)
Thanks, Nick

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A good lesson in learning not to be a pessimist - optimism does make a brighter future and a more willingness to accept the good things :-)

Elle x

This wonderful poem is summed up for me in this single line:

  Say YES! This can happen to me!

So true! And so wonderful when it does happen. I'm happy for you, purple girl :-)

liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
Very positive & uplifting

I like this very much


Brian Oarr
This piece absolutely rocks, Rache. Put it to music and it sells.


Perfect meter and use of rhyme that never sounds strained. Carefully chosen end rhymes that bounce the poem along at a nice clip. We should try never to cancel out our good moments by thinking of the next moment and what it may bring. I read once that our brains are not good at all at predicting the future. This happy moment could very well be followed by another happy moment.... and another and another.