Looking Through The Window Poem by Ernestine Northover
Looking Through The Window
The waiting room was empty
when she entered through the door,
The train whistle reminded her,
of what she was here for.
Another fifteen minutes
until his train came in,
And would he recognise her,
her head was in a spin.
For it was simply ages
since she'd looked into his eyes,
And looking through the window,
saw the same blue in the skies.
Perhaps she shouldn't be here,
her husband she'd betray,
So with tears descending down her face,
she slowly walked away.
© Ernestine Northover
Fine poem that paints such a sad and poignant picture with great economy of words.
Lovely, but it will never be made into a movie. Hollywierd would not stand for this ending. Adultery is required.
Dearest, this is such a true picture of loving two men at the same time..on the one hand the husband you have loved for a lifetime, and on the other, your first love returning...Wow, what a choice to face. I, for one, am glad she made the right one, even though her sadness shows.
Oh boy, that ending got me hook and sinker! I am happily married, but a hopeless romantic as well. Can't help but want someone in the story to be happy somehow! Cheers, Lori
Very like a heartbreaking scene from an old black and white film. A very beautiful and moving piece. Love, Andrew xx
Yes, reminds me of that movie classic, with Trevor Howard... mmm, can't remember, just remade too... Only, she didn't walk away. A truthful portrayal of love's tug-of-war with responsibility.
Awww! so moving Ernestine, you share the gift of a keen eye and a wonderful insight Love duncan X
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 3:54:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Pain! ..... So with tears descending down her face, she slowly walked away. This is emotional to the core. The way you have used the backdropp of the train station is simply beautiful. An excellent write this is.