![]() YOU AND FAY AND THE GLOBE.A Poem by Terry Collett![]() A BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1950S![]() Much too late for thoughts of what her father might say Fay went with you to the Globe cinema in Camberwell Green a right fleapit of a place but the film you wanted to see was on there Daniel Boone all about the Old West and after it was over and you came out into the bright sunlight your eyes felt over whelmed after the darkness of the cinema what did you think? you asked Fay said yes it was good not the sort of film Daddy would have let me see well he won't know you've seen it will he you said unless he asks me then I'll have to tell him the truth she said why would he ask? you looked at her standing there with her fair hair and lovely blue eyes he might ask me what I have done today she said her eyes beginning to show signs of fear maybe he won't you said just tell him you've been studying American history she looked at her hands he doesn't like America or Americans she said well you don't have to like something to study it I have to do it all week at school you said maybe he won't ask she said softly looking at you fiddling with her fingers distract him tell him something else talk about a butterfly you saw on the bombsite she looked at you and smiled you don't know him he'll ask me what sort of butterfly and I won't know and he'll know I've been lying and that will mean being punished she looked up the street toward the bus stop we had better be getting back she said he'll be home soon ok you said and took her hand and walked toward the bus stop and waited for the bus if I told my mother the truth all the time she'd have a nervous breakdown it's more kinder to keep her happy in innocent bliss of what I get up to Fay looked haunted and was silent she still held your hand a fading bruise just visible on her upper arm where her dresses sleeve moved how about some ice-cream when we get back I've got a Shilling given to me by my old man yesterday? she hesitated ok I’d like that she said and when the bus came along you both got on and sat next to each other downstairs near the conductor watching the scenes of passing people and traffic go by but a special place in your mind and heart of Fay next to you quiet and shy. © 2013 Terry Collett |
Author![]() 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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