![]() HELEN AND YOU AND THE ABC CINEMAA Poem by Terry Collett![]() A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON![]() In the evening after tea of bread and jam and a glass of milk you went out and met Helen under the railway bridge in Rockingham Street next to the Duke of Wellington pub and she was waiting there looking up and down the street and when she saw you she waved and walked towards you where’s your doll Battered Betty? you asked mum’s washing her clothes and I didn’t want to bring her out with nothing on she said no that wouldn’t be decent you said where are we going? she asked I want to show you the passages behind the ABC cinema you said it’s like a cavern of dark passages and once I saw a rat running along by a wall oh god she said putting a hand to her mouth not a rat yes it run along one of the walls not sure I want to go there she said softly one little rat isn’t going to hurt you you said besides I’ll chase it away if it comes will you? she said yes of course I will nothing is going to harm you while I am here you said you showed her the toy gun tucked in the inside pocket of your jacket she nodded and she took your hand and you walked her along and up behind the Trocodero cinema and onto the New Kent Road and you crossed quickly before the traffic lights changed and once you got to the other side you took her to the ABC cinema and went down beside the cinema walls along the dark passages that went on beside and behind the cinema all the time she gripped your hand and now and then her grip tightened when she thought she saw something out of the corner of her eye what was that? she said stopping still clutching your hand tight just a piece of paper blown by the wind are you sure? yes just paper she untightened her grip and you both walked on with the sound of traffic and voices in the distance and at the back of the cinema you came to an entrance where two doors where and you said sometimes the doors are open and you can sneak in free she looked at you her eyes behind her thick lens glasses large and innocent is that allowed? she asked no you replied if they catch you you get into trouble but if you’re lucky you can get in no trouble you said oh she said my mum wouldn’t like it if I got into trouble we won’t get in tonight anyway you said the doors are locked another time maybe and she gripped your hand and her face looked shocked. © 2012 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthor![]() Terry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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