WHILE SCREWING.A Poem by Terry CollettA YOUTH AND HIS FATHER AND THE BLONDE GIRL IN 1965I'll hold the window in place you screw it to the wall my father said he had the seriousness of a professional his dark hair and eyes firm rock like I took a screw and proceeded to screw the window frame to the wall my father was engaged in the work I was thinking of Marion the blonde who sang with a band sometimes who I met some nights over a drink and she talked about music and how she had a good relationship with her father and how she'd say Daddy can I go out dancing? and he'd say yes my crazy daughter and she laughed I sat there just listening seeing her blue eyes shine and her body pause with life and I asked what about me and you and bed? you mean sex? she said well yes I said O my I can't sleep with anyone not until I marry them she said that's like opening a Christmas present before Christmas can't be done so I put that idea away and we just talked and drank and she sang a few of the songs she sang with the band doing that wiggly dance she did her blonde hair sprayed like a huge bouquet of flowers is it firmly in? my father asked you need a good screw to hold it in place yes that's what I was thinking I said pushing the thought of Marion out of my 17 year old head. © 2014 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry 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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