THEN SHE TALKED.A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN 1962And Reynard said why is that bint always looking out for you lunch breaks? we were going out after lunch in the school the sun was out the field packed with kids mostly in groups girls sitting on the grass boys playing a ball game or tag games one or two chatting up the older girls I guess she likes me I said I'm off to kick ball you coming? he said no I’ll see what she wants and meet after I said Yiska was by the fence arms folded staring at me thought you weren't coming she said been waiting ages had lunch and got talking with my friend I said she raised her brows what's he like? she asked nodding towards Reynard's departing back he's ok he's funny I said we walked up the field looks moody she said who? him no he's ok she yakked about her mother and her mother's bad moods and how she'd rowed with her before school what about? I asked don't ask I already have she sighed usual stuff my untidy room my having my record player too loud playing Elvis instead of her classical stuff we reached the far end of the field and looked back towards school I dreamed of you last night I said did you? no you wouldn't let me she giggled no really? I nodded what did we do? did we kiss and such? no not over much (I hadn't dreamed of her at all I dreamed of Hayley Mills and some desert island and fish cooking over an open fire) what then? she said I woke up and you had gone she frowned and took my hand and walked back towards school her warm hand in mine her pulse tickling me as we walked and then she spoilt it all and talked. © 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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