HER BRASS CHRISTA Poem by Terry CollettA GIRL AND HER NEW LOVE AND HER BRASS CHRIST IN 1962The brass Christ on the shelf in her room crucifix Father bought way back when he was young now Sheila has it there to pray to whisper to brush off dust on the head and the arms kisses it the Christ's head lifting it to her lips she thinks Christ has called her to a life as a nun after school (14 now) but now John at her school has changed that her feelings inside her in her head and body are cooking a fine stew of young love (in as much as she knows of young love) even though they've not kissed (not so far) or said much (nor had touch) she thinks it is young love but the Christ what of Him? They still talk (least she does) she kisses the brass head the body the nailed feet and nailed hands one by one but not John not kissed him or touched him neither hands nor his feet but his eyes hazel green are the best that she's seen. © 2015 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
|