James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Free verse

Rose Colored Glasses

ROSE COLORED GLASSES

Everything crimson
Through my eyes everything red
Demons dancing in my head
Mars is blue Saturn red
Cut the body of an oyster it bleeds blue blood
Such an make believers' disaster
This is from mine imagination
It's what I see in my rose colored glasses

05/15/18
written by James Edward Lee Sr. 
2018©

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Charles Messina May 15, 2018 at 10:03 AM Although things appear the same, everyone sees them in a different way. What you see as crimson may be what someone else sees a red. Imagination is a wonderful thing, my friend. Have a blessed day James, All the best...Charlie