Last Train
She hugged her shoulders in the morning mist,
the sun struggled to pierce the charcoal shroud,
beside her someone turned, his lover kissed,
she left as he dissolved into the crowd.
The platform full, she stared along the rails,
he said he'd be along on the next train,
last chance for them, or else the marriage fails,
ten years to make it work, but all in vain.
He left for someone else, she could not cope,
another man like him she would not find,
her thoughts now focussed on this one last hope
when someone rushing pushed her from behind.
He heard the guard say 'please remain inside'
and thought 'I hope she's not seen someone's died'...
For contest 'Your finest Sonnet', sponsor Mark Massey
22nd July 2018
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