Waiting for the train that never came

It came through at speed
Whoosh. No warning
No, Stand back from the edge of platform three. The approaching train will not stop at this station
And it didn’t. Whoosh.
The back draught nearly had us off our feet
We sway in unison
Back and forth
Back and forth
The motion soothes us as we wait
We wait
And wait
We keep it going
Back and forth
Then side to side
Now tracing slow circles
Circle to the left
Circle to the right
Bathed in the soft green glow of the night-time light show
Waiting for the train that never came