Night Walk Poem by bob barci

Into the night,
I fled.
By foot,
with no place to go.
Hit the sidewalk,
and began to move.
No where to go,
but in a rush to get there.
God only knows
exactly how I got
to where I was,
But, I found myself
in front of a house
where a loud party
was in progress.
I stood and listened
to the sounds of that party
And heard myself quietly
singing along with
the blasting voice of Elvis
telling me about life “In The Ghetto”.
The song stayed in my head
even after I continued my walk.
Heading nowhere,
but reciting the lyrics over and over.
I turned for home
when my watch told me
that it was time.
I passed that house again.
But now, all was quiet
and surrounded by an eerie midnight fog.
Passing through with ease,
I got a strange feeling
I couldn’t shake.
Continuing my walk homeward,
I took notice of
a car’s headlights
coming up from behind me.
Took forever, it seemed,
for that car to get any closer.
Uneasy, I stopped, to wait for it to pass.
But it seemed to go even slower
as it approached me.
Finally, the car,
a large, black limo, passed,
but stopped about a half block in front of me.
I froze, when the rear, side door opened.
From the car, a man exited.
A man, darkly tanned, with
longish, jet black hair
and long bushy sideburns.
He was dressed totally in white,
and his shirt, open to the waist.
With eyes,
both soft and sad, he spoke -
“Need a lift?
Let me take you.”
Without a word,
I climbed in after him.
I spoke my address
to the front seat darkness.
The car slowly moved away
with a nod from my host.
With a smile,
he took my hand and said,
“I understand.”
Then he pulled out a guitar
from behind the seat
and instructed me to play.
Never could before,
but I played and sang him
a couple of my own sad songs with ease.
With perfect timing,
we reached our destination
just as I finished.
I thanked him for the ride
and he thanked me for the songs
and said we’d meet again.
Standing on the sidewalk,
he left me with a smile
as his car drove silently,
into the night.