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