AFTER BORING LESSONS 1962A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL MEET AT LUNCH TIME RECESS AT SCHOOL IN 1962After a long boring science lesson I had my sandwiches in the lunch room then went out on the playing field to find Yiska hey Benny Goldfinch said how about a game of footie? no I can't I'm meeting someone o not the girl again leave girls to the soft heads come play football he said but I walked on and looked for her and then saw her with some other girl plump girl with dark hair and a green bow in it I stood and waited for her to go Yiska saw me and the other girl went off giving me the cool stare sorry just chatting to Mary she's having problems what problems? I asked girly problems Yiska said o right I said well where shall we go? let's go to London and see the sights she said smiling I mean now here on the playing field I said up near the fence and woods she said so we walked up by the fence passed groups of girls sitting and chatting and laughing and the sound of boys playing football way back how was your morning? she asked as we sat on the grass by the fence boring as hell something about gases and air or something I said and you? netball then maths then geography where I nearly fell asleep she said did you miss me this morning when I wasn't by your bus waiting? yes I thought you might be off ill I said eyeing her eyes no I was in the gym getting ready for netball practice yes I saw the short skirt she smiled you would yes guess I would wish we were at my place she said having lunch and such but my moaning mother's home and my big brother comes home some lunch times and I try and avoid him why's that? she looked at me intently he tries it on tries what on? can't say but I prefer not to be there alone with him and he'd tell Mum if he saw us alone together there she touched my leg with a hand say nothing to anyone why would I? just in case promise? of course my lips are sealed I said she leaned forward and kissed my lips then moved away then we talked about other things her mother's moans and migraines and depression and I talked of my interest in cars and birds (feathered kind) the school bell rang and we got up to go back to class and lessons I wanted to kiss her one more time but with others there I didn't dare. © 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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