![]() WEST END 1958A Poem by Terry Collett![]() A BOY AND HIS FATHER IN LONDON IN 1958![]() ![]() My old man took me to the West End it was evening bright lights from shops and theatres and such I was dressed in my best suit my old man in his a handkerchief tucked in my top pocket my hair Brylcreemed flat and tidy we going to see a film? I asked no we're going to the amusement arcades spend a penny or so then have a drink some place see who's about sometimes you can see a film star here at night in between shows he said I nodded and gazed about me usually we saw a movie took in some old chestnuts from a stall on the roadside once he took me to some café which sold pan cakes and I ate them with a sauce we walked the bright streets he at my side I taking in all I saw people passing all different faces and shapes and then there she was Billie Whitelaw I’d seen her in a film or two she was standing between two guys in suits she looked at me as I looked at her then she was gone in the crowd and I said to my old man seen her seen who? he said that actress what actress? Billie Whitelaw huh? she was just there with two guys walking along in a white dress I think coat like fur where is she now? he said peering about him gone into the crowd I said he gazed into the bright lit street like some pilgrim who had just missed Christ going by he looked dumbfounded I looked at the sky don't know why. © 2014 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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