Past Light Poem by R B Seals

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.