MY DAILY WALK HOME ~ POEM BY MONIQUE LUCY WEBERINK

My daily walk home…

There is a river on my right
fast flowing deep and dark water
these leaves being dragged along
twirling, what a curious sight

High up a blackness of one cloud
when I am starting to talk to you
and even though you are not here
mist forms a cover like a shroud

A few strange birds glide in the sky
the variation of trees just in front
suddently a squirrel running across
and the grass covered by a grey dye

Now there it is again, this massive weight
pressing hard on both of my shoulders
I need to find a way to break free from this
free myself from carrying this freight

These thoughts of us are crossing my mind
just because and despite of what happened
they intertwine, merging into the distant
for what is next to happen is not aligned

Do you think it just happens like this
do you think it just falls out of the sky
if so I can’t be bothered to pick it up
It’s definately not something I shall miss

Walking, step by step, slow but steady
always avoiding the mud and the puddles
still going through the drissling rain
I am clearing my mind, am getting ready

To fight this poison without a remedy
like a powerful flame that burns me up
I must wake up out of this bad dream
to finally reenter the realm of reality

You are hardly worth my while
but the curious world around me
pulls me out to another place
its only for a short mile

A sound distracts me
pulls me back here
someone walking past
that is not all I see

This is the brand new me
exactly how it was dreamt
this is the end of the road
There exists no more we

I used to think I was strong
but now I know where I belong

…its just another daily walk home

Monique Lucy Weberink,  2014

James Abbott McNeill Whistler (1834-1903)
Nocturne in blue and green