Vail of Beauty

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My mother, once so beautiful.

Now her body trapped within a layer of disease.

Struggling to get out.  Struggling to live.

Her body dependent on alcohol

As I once was dependent on her.

Her body, a shell of what I remember

when I looked lovingly at her while she read bedtime stories.

Her body moved slowly

unlike the way it once moved playing in the backyard.

Her eyes stared blankly into darkness

No longer sparkling blue like waters in the Caribbean.

Her mind no longer knows me.

Her son taken away her by alcoholism.

Her body is motionless now.

Beneath a purplish blue vail of beauty.

The way I will to remember her.

 

This was written for Picture it & Write

Picture it & Write is a weekly creative writing prompt hosted by the Ermilia coauthors, Ermisenda and Eliabeth.  We invite you to join in; continue the story or starting your own based on inspiration from the image.  Poetry and foreign languages are welcome, but please provide a translation.
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12 thoughts on “Vail of Beauty

  1. Such a bitter sweet piece. At first I thought the mother had cancer, but alcoholism is just as much a disease and very rough on loved ones.

    Thanks for contributing.

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