Virginia Woolf Poem by Gert Strydom

For years she did cling
to the knowledge
that someone does truly love her
and silently and faithful she did live

until heartache did cut through her,
while continually she was caught in misconception,
did long to return to London
and at times it did feel

as if the river would take her back,
would take her away from the grey world
of her monotonous existence
until her words became paltry to her,

and everything became too much,
the end did hold more meaning

and eventually they did find her
in the river
washed over like in the arms
of a loved one
that where embracing her.

© Gert Strydom