Platform 3. Poem by PAUL COLVIN

I wandered ‘round that airport just staring at the floor
Feeling lost and helpless, hurting to the core
Eleven blissful days we spent, spent with one another
Not one single hour apart, we always were together.
The emptiness, the loneliness, that hollowness of mind
A feeling worse than helplessness, I see but I am blind
I’m going round in circles, lost and in a daze
I see a thousand people but only see her face.
A single kiss, a simple kiss as she got on the train
But the glass doors closed behind her and my efforts were in vain
I pushed the buttons panicking, shocked, surprised, dismayed
The platform held me rigid as the train slowly pulled away.
A glancing wave through moving doors, the last I saw her face
But that single kiss, is with me now, and holds its pride of place.