SKY HIGH FLYING 1961A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN SUSSEX IN 1961 AND NATURE AND LOVEThat's Mugwort and that's Red Sorrel and that over there is Red Campion Jane said we were walking on the Downs the sky summery warm almost cloudless cattle mooed nearby a flock of birds flew over our heads her hand held mine skin on skin warm soft I sensed an appley scent about her we had kissed the day before and it had been other worldly and now I wanted to kiss again but didn't want to push forward but wait to see what happened and that she said is White Deadnettle smiling at me you know the countryside well I said well you Londoners know nothing of it but at least you want to learn she said I liked the flowery dress she was wearing red and yellow with a yellow sash tied about her and the white ankle socks and black shoes (slightly muddy) I observed her carefully wanting to know more of her of nature of us and that bird back there was a pheasant she said we paused in the corn field and looked back up towards the Downs and she turned to me and kissed me and held me close and I felt almost absorbed into her body and wanted to feel more and more and she parted and said I'm no expert on kissing was that all right? not sure I'll need to try again I said smiling and she took my hand and squeezed it and kissed me again and the cattle mooed louder and a bird flew overhead spying before it took off in the sky high flying. © 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
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