Viridian, obsidian, amber and cranberry, (but old mustard glasses serve the chatelaine!)
Red molten, alchemical, the Glass Animal Man, down the hill from the train on the way to the sea.
Clear sight at last after squinting denial.
What's in your glass?
Black wine of Cahors, and Rosé d'Anjou ( with a perfume of strawberries at Montreuil Bellay...),
White moelleux, soft as bone marrow,
Eau de vie, uisgebeadh, aquavit, water of life, love and friendship.
But purefied water to light me to bed.
( Bastille Night, 2007. With thanks to GrannyJ for the meme.)