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MUSICAL DREAM OF PASSION ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in Poetry of Art/My own creations by
van-dongen-tango-with-archangel

Dancing, dancing the tango

With you my love

As if we are the only ones

Dancing in this world

We both feel this passionate love of ours

Bodies close together

While we are turning and moving around

Listening to these bittersweet words

Of pain and despair

Please let the music continue,

I do not want to stop

And step back into the real world

Let me dance

Just a little bit longer

Cherish this safety

Of your protective arms

Seeing these proud movements

In a sensual way

Submission and coalescence

Are taking control over me

Your masculine posture, my sensual spinning

Around you

I let myself go,

Nothing on my mind

Just the deepness of the music

And the necessity of

Being close to you

The music stops

Words are fading away

Shadows are falling on us

It is getting late

This dancing of us

Has come to an end

And so has this glorious feeling

Of surrender and passion

One step back into reality

A reality without you my love

A last look in your eyes

And I can read the message they are telling me

But you can not speak out..

Adios mi amor

Monique Weberink

2011

KEES VAN DONGEN

Dance with the Archangel

OBLIVION ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in My own creations by
alfred kubin2

Being deserted, feeling all alone

There is just this huge emptiness

Looking for some kind of escape

When I let myself go I feel heavy

Deceiving myself in this way

Nothing really matters anymore

Feeling just a sense of lost

Despair has passed and there is a way out

Do not want to remember my past

Do not want to acknowledge my present

Nor do I have any desire for the future

I am in this timeless state of mind

There is only one thing I long for

Tears in my eyes, sliding down my cheek

More tears will follow, that for sure

Accompanied by my hysterical laughter

Feelings of fear are taking control

I want to run away from this all

Running away from the confusion

But I have no place left to go to

Walking in this city full of strangers

In this place that is no longer mine

Going no place special just from there to here

Decided to look for an exit

I realize that once I was happy here

Seeing all these places I remember

But I can’t find it back, my happiness

Because its time now to be all by myself

High buildings are surrounding me

I find myself entering the nearest door

Then going up, further up, as high as possible

This is where it will end, no more tears to cry

Memories are lost, they are taken by the wind

I close my eyes and feel a cold breeze

My thoughts start spinning, faster, faster

A dizziness takes control of my body

Now it is time, there is no escape anymore

How much pain can one feel inside

I relax and look down, how much more to bare

Adrenaline is rushing through my veins

I jump and set myself free…

Monique Lucy Weberink

2011

WANTING TO CONFIRM ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in Poetry of Art/My own creations by
munch

Yes I do, no I don’t
This is driving me insane
What is and what is not true
Recently anchored on this chain

This chain of metal
One made of heavy steel
But it wont have time to settle
No longer matters what I feel

When I stare into your glares
Emotions start to flow
Overloaded internal affairs
Released from their escrow

It is you that I adore
Taken control of my every nerve
I never felt like that before
Your stunning beauty I observe

I no longer have control
A desperate urge to kiss you
Two melting to become whole
Strangely that is not what I do

I can not move anymore
My body frozen like a statue
my great love that I adore
Cold feet is the blocking issue

I rather keep my distance
Watching from behind a screen
Not moving for an instance
Just a few feet in between

Lucky me, yes that is true
Its you I loved all my life
Now I know for sure its you
Forever one as husband and wife

Monique Weberink
2011

Edvard Munch

The Kiss

A LITTLE ONE'S FIRST ENCOUNTER ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in Poetry of Art/My own creations by
musenew.jpg.scaled1000

Today you are full and so very bright
Little sparkles reflected on the water
Washed onto the shore by current high tide
Just me there as its sole spotter

I can feel an air flow on my arms
A cold heavy shiver takes control
Its new to me but has its charms
Only warmth from some burning coal

Present high above this beach today
I am sitting here in the clammy sand
You once again decided to have it your way
Making this tiny pieces stick to my hand

Its dark everywhere so late at night
Small creatures finding their ways
Your magic always feels exactly right
Exactly described in numerous essays

Mystic light high up in the sky
You are there, over and over again
In the spotlight, that is why
When the time is right, that is when

You want me to focus, watch you, and only you
I am not alone here, its us that enjoys
We talk and laugh, that is what people do
Not able to break your spell with our noise

So far yet you are so close you are to me
As if I can pluck you right out of the sky
I like to, trust me I tried, didn’t you see
I feel attracted to your magic, that is why

Completely quiet, silence all evening long
Except for what is washed ashore
As if they know its here where they belong
They are everywhere but you want me to ignore

And then sometimes you try to hide
Not much to go for but some fluffy cloud
Those beams of light make the night exactly right
And I understand you, which makes me proud

We eat away the melted marshmallows
A bit burned by the wild moving flames
Dancing like the movement of sounding cellos
The adults around me making no claims

A dot moves along crossing you in its spaceflight
Traveling to its destined path in ideal alignment
High up in the sky like a running knight
Your face shines light, and shows some excitement

Smiling or sad, who knows how you feel
To me you are a magnificent sight
A drawing in the sky, it looks surreal
Only to vanish again at breaking daylight

But its good to have you near
I’d hope to see you again tomorrow
I’ll be waiting for you to appear
You turn darkness into an inspiring fresco

But I am only 8, and my holiday has come to an end
We will see each other again soon, my mystic friend

Monique Lucy Weberink

2011

A LITTLE ONE’S FIRST ENCOUNTER ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in Poetry of Art/My own creations by
musenew.jpg.scaled1000

Today you are full and so very bright
Little sparkles reflected on the water
Washed onto the shore by current high tide
Just me there as its sole spotter

I can feel an air flow on my arms
A cold heavy shiver takes control
Its new to me but has its charms
Only warmth from some burning coal

Present high above this beach today
I am sitting here in the clammy sand
You once again decided to have it your way
Making this tiny pieces stick to my hand

Its dark everywhere so late at night
Small creatures finding their ways
Your magic always feels exactly right
Exactly described in numerous essays

Mystic light high up in the sky
You are there, over and over again
In the spotlight, that is why
When the time is right, that is when

You want me to focus, watch you, and only you
I am not alone here, its us that enjoys
We talk and laugh, that is what people do
Not able to break your spell with our noise

So far yet you are so close you are to me
As if I can pluck you right out of the sky
I like to, trust me I tried, didn’t you see
I feel attracted to your magic, that is why

Completely quiet, silence all evening long
Except for what is washed ashore
As if they know its here where they belong
They are everywhere but you want me to ignore

And then sometimes you try to hide
Not much to go for but some fluffy cloud
Those beams of light make the night exactly right
And I understand you, which makes me proud

We eat away the melted marshmallows
A bit burned by the wild moving flames
Dancing like the movement of sounding cellos
The adults around me making no claims

A dot moves along crossing you in its spaceflight
Traveling to its destined path in ideal alignment
High up in the sky like a running knight
Your face shines light, and shows some excitement

Smiling or sad, who knows how you feel
To me you are a magnificent sight
A drawing in the sky, it looks surreal
Only to vanish again at breaking daylight

But its good to have you near
I’d hope to see you again tomorrow
I’ll be waiting for you to appear
You turn darkness into an inspiring fresco

But I am only 8, and my holiday has come to an end
We will see each other again soon, my mystic friend

Monique Lucy Weberink

2011

SECRETS OF A RESTLESS MIND ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in Poetry of Art/My own creations by
St_John_thumb

All by myself absorbing the silence
Excluding the noise of my complicated life
I just like to sit here and be quiet for a while
Observing the incomprehensible world around me

Listen, carefully now, can you hear this stillness
Or is it just inside, inside my head
Millions of thoughts are circling around, if you listen well
You can hear them begging to find a way out

At moments I feel like being stuck in time
Except my thoughts chased up words spoken in riddles
My mind filled with complicated thoughts
Overwhelmed by anger and painful plots

Grimy faces all around me deep down in my inner self
A lifetime of stories filling up my bookshelf
What am I thinking of, why can’t I break this
Rolling down my face is a frozen teardrop

What happened to my uncomplicated youthful existence
Is it destroyed by the needs of an adult life.
This has to stop, it can no longer persist
It hurts me physically, creating unbearable pain

I am desperately looking for some peace of mind
But I have not been able to release myself
Thoughts are getting lost and not being found
Restless mind, unquiet times, and the simplicity of the soul

Distant, tired and exhausted
Simplicity, a lovely word to say…

Monique Weberink
2011

DEEPLY IN LOVE ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in Poetry of Art/My own creations by
ophelia.jpg.scaled1000

DEEPLY IN LOVE

Endlessly repeating Words of Love
Whispering Voices throughout the Night
My Body and Soul do not belong anymore
They are possessed by you now my Love

I have lost Control over my Emotions
No sense of Reality anymore

While its still Dark outside
We are here together as One
Dreaming away in your arms
not thinking about our other Lives

I am lost in a Place where Time does not exist,
Absorbed and become one in this Passionate Love
Your Arms are holding me tighter and tighter,
and you are not willing to let me go just yet

Dawn is coming, morning is there
it brings nothing but despair
Sadly we have to let go
leave this romantic Dream
as if it was… JUST A DREAM…

Monique Lucy Weberink
2010

Painting is Orphelia by Odilon Redon

MOVING ON ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in Poetry of Art/My own creations by
OdilonRedon_TheHaunting

An Angel of Death is near me

but I feel no Fear

Only a Sense of Relief

No Matter where I am going

As long as I am getting out of here

I’ve lost the Sense of Reality

Am I Dreaming or Awake

Is there any Difference,

It’s all just very Dark

My Soul is longing for Release

The Angel whispers the Time has come

And I do not feel any Fear

All this time I wondered what took you so long

All these years of suffering and Pain

This sad and meaningless Life I live

Was it an experimental Test

Or a harsh way to learn

Are there any last Words left to say

Maybe, maybe. No…just a Sigh

Please relieve me.

Monique Lucy Weberink

2010

Photo “The Haunting”

Odilon Redon

"DEAD OR ALIVE" BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in My own creations by
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“Dead or alive”

by Monique Lucy Weberink

Blue Feeling Series, about sad feelings in live…

“DEAD OR ALIVE” BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

in My own creations by
29773_119918048046032_100000835120886_104831_7197247_n

“Dead or alive”

by Monique Lucy Weberink

Blue Feeling Series, about sad feelings in live…

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