38. Abandoned [100 poems challenge]

38.          Abandoned

Lesson over,
I stand and wait
Outside the eerie house
Of my piano teacher,
Its rooms haunted by her
Hungarian husband
Who we rarely saw
And never heard.

My breath is misty
In the chill of evening,
Dusk adds its gloom
To my sinking mood.
The street remains deserted
Despite my urgent glances,
Expectant, hoping,
Willing, pleading,
But there are no echoes
Of an ancient vee-dub,
No flash of headlights
To catch my anxious face
And the tear that betrays
My confused fears
For dad has simply forgotten
To come and take me home.

29 May 2013

Comments: I can’t remember exactly how old I was; maybe 12 or so. This is old enough that I should have been able to figure out to do something (although ringing him on a mobile phone was 20 years short of being a possibility), but I was also shy and not very confident. Eventually, after the best part of an hour, my piano teacher realised I was still waiting outside, and, if memory serves, Dad turned up not much later.

Themes to come: 39. Dreams; 40. Rated; 41. Teamwork; 42. Standing Still; 43. Dying

Explanation about the 100 poems challenge here.