Poetry Here (Mostly)

“The last strains of sunlight lingered in the corners, grasping every available point of refraction. She slid her fingertips along the glass wondering if this was all there ever was. Or could be.”

Life, now an unfamiliar story strangers tell. Her mind’s glow has faded, and memories disappear like the rays of a setting sun.  Tomorrow has no yesterday. Today passes away without history or consequence.

Comments on: "Trifecta prompt (33 words to follow the first paragraph)" (4)

  1. ah, to be old and not remember. I am so looking forward to it. (Not). Or, is she suffering another ailment? Either way….

  2. She may have other ailments but Alzheimer’s is what I had in mind.

  3. sounds like it could be anyone’s emotions around aging, reminds me of a song by Leo Ferre, though Alzheimer’s fits better.

  4. dementia may not be very painful for the patient but those who love that person…

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