Fall Into Gray

 

My heart is made of ruby red glass and adorned by sapphire scars. I keep it safely locked in its crystal case upon a pedestal of cascading colours; it is the only brilliance within a vast gray sea of emotions…

 

Then along comes your love; a tiny steel hammer, forged of hurt and anger and swung by pride as I watch helplessly…

 

I am ruefully in awe of the irony in the beautiful tinkling sound that I

hear when the crystal case is conquered and tiny shards of ruby red glass

explode ...and fall into gray.

Author's Note

A challenge by my good friend Nuala Molloy Moran to use the word "pedestal"

Reviews

[Captain Blackheart (The..]

A nice piece, reminded me of beauty and the beast where the rose is in the glass case slowly loosing it's petals. A wonderful write!

[Leesah]

Then along comes your love....ahhh, what a line...I know that gray very well..outstanding

[The Archangel Gabriel]

I think that you used the word "pedestal" very well. What a swirling cacophony of emotions and elegantly chosen words! Great write!

Peace and love,
Gabe

[desertraven]

well done :)
Sandra