Days in Cobalt and Emerald

The days are all broken now…like fragments of a lovely vase in emerald and cobalt, that slipped through her fingers, to shatter upon this harsh concrete slab of struggle and reality. And still the heart would not let go, fueled by this delegation of scorn to stalk  and covet each scattered  bend of day  …Those  mornings in cobalt and long emerald afternoons…   are now only fragments of a forgotten whole…and no amount of glue or fusing can restore them to their rightful order…Reality. They will never again be anything more than colorful pieces in the bright hues of a dream or hidden shards in the crevice of a tattered memory, and now her only sight of things to come are days with empty spaces so vast she can not fathom. Like a universe inside of this broken and defeated girl crouched upon the slab. She might have given up then…she might have  She begins to scoop the pieces of day with fingers nicked and tear stained hands and forms them over once again into the beautiful vase of a new day…with added elements of depth  and crimson…she realizes the broken days of before are now the colorful foundations of all her tomorrows.

Reviews

[Ron]

Very haunting, sadness of what we all call reality and it can suck sometimes!!
Beautifully wrote and I was pleasantly surprised that in the end , there was a new reality with a new hope. As always baby you have wrote a great piece with taunting words and left us with something to think about. Great job , Your boo Love Ron

[Coyote Poetry]

A very strong beginning to the story. I like the set-up of places and emotions in the poem. The description was very good.
"Those mornings in cobalt and long emerald afternoons… are now only fragments of a forgotten whole…and no amount of glue or fusing can restore them to their rightful order…"
A excellent chapter. I look forward to reading more.
Coyote

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

I love this prose, we try picking up the pieces and sometimes we can put them back together.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

wonderfully penned.........I know these feelings well.

[Judy Ponceby]

DannyLynne, this is exquisitely done. How very beautiful. Beautiful use of imagery with the shards and tears to form a new day with "added element of depth and crimson..."

[emmajoy]

Your writing really speaks to me, the use of loss enveloped in colour almost at once suggests a willingness to move on .. whatever ..

Even the most broken of anything is beautiful in the eyes of that loving beholder .. days, vases, lost moments .. all.