The Lonely Path
by Olufunke Kolapo

Still on this indented seat
Weary watery eyes from this ancient sight
Mine mind craving an escape took a flight
I, the unwilling partner tagged along
We walked hand in hand among
Brushes of treasured moments turned memories

We heard the eerie crunches of bits of our dreams
We gulped the bittersweet taste of our mistakes
We drank the stale milk of our guilts
The sickening stench of stillbirth dreams
Hung in the air ferrying thunderous voices
Of the wrong choices
And slipped chances
We heard the heartrending sob of lost loves
The never-ending groan of their broken hearts
We inhaled the wistful fragrance of their sad love songs
We saw under the sulking moon the ugly scars on our palms souvenirs      from holding too tight
And the ragged residue from letting go
Not for lack of valour
But for loss of vigour
Now, all we are left with are these lonely walks
Down memory lane to the melody
Of a lone nightingale…
“Live while you can
Love while still a man
Sorrow never gives a clue
As to when due nor sickness
Dust beckons fast
No one lives twice”

AUTHOR’S PHOTO CAPTION: Taken in March 2014, the day I was certified fit to use my new limb.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This poem was written after I read Daniel Defoe’s Robinson Crusoe for the first time. This was after the automobile accident I had in 2012. While reading it, I imagined myself in an uninhabited island as Crusoe or with him. Coping with the permanent damages I got from the accident was a new territory for me, my island. I learned a lot from his strength, persistence, improvisation, faith, and perseverance. They helped me to conquer my island, too. During my convalescence and rehabilitation, I had a lot of time to reflect on my life before the accident and knew I had to walk through it, walk past it and get over it.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Olufunke Kolapo lives in Ibadan in Nigeria. She is an educator, a secondary school teacher. Her poems and short stories have been published in online publications, including Bright Light Cafe, The Writer’s Cafe, UK Poetry Library, also Silver Birch Press, The Reverie Journal, and others. She blogs at kolafunmi.wordpress.com.