Past Light Poem by R B Seals

Past Light

Rating: 5.0

Placid lady—
Sitting on white-fringed bed;
Eyes, looking lost and vacant,
Often staring straight ahead.

Cryptic surface—
Hints of altered mental state
Affecting sight, sound and smell;
A life removed from known reality
In her own private kind of hell.

Picture gallery—
Wall mounted, silent, keeping
Distant in multicolored frames;
Their fading images having
Long ago lost their meaning,
Those portrayed their names.

Dutiful visits—
Becoming more infrequent,
A growing trend by those
Who routinely come to call;
Likened to many before
Bearing somber witness to
Mentally crippling flaw.

Fleeting memories—
As recall declined, flickered
And failed to rally back;
A lifetime of loves, regrets and
Achievements faded to black.

Life detached—
An existence once dynamic,
Vibrant, loving, giving
Crumbled into dust—
Sufferer of terrible consequence,
A punishment cruel and unjust.

Past Light
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: alzheimer,mental illness
Kumarmani Mahakul 24 November 2015

Those portrayed their names with wonderful scene. Amazing poem share with reality...10

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R B Seals 04 December 2015

Thank you for your keen interest in the writing. I appreciated very much your comment and the very kind rating you bestowed upon it. Best wishes in all your endeavors!

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Ratnakar Mandlik 10 November 2015

Life detached An existence once dynamic Vibrant, loving, giving Crumbling into dust' Very pitiable fate. The blow given by fate and time is lamentable. But, this is life. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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R B Seals 16 November 2015

Alzheimer's disease...indeed, a scourge that debilitates then destroys the precious acts of thought, remembrance and the emotional foundation that makes us all uniquely human. A cure cannot come too soon! Thank you for your commentary and your rating of 10. Best wishes in all your endeavors!

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R B Seals

R B Seals

Columbus, Ohio
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