TO KEEP AWAY THE COLD 1962A Poem by Terry CollettA GIRL AND HER MOTHER AND FATHER AND A ROW ABOUT BOY SHE KISSED IN 1962After the sudden blows from her mother (about seeing Benedict) before dinner Yochana spoke hardly at all to her mother during or after dinner and sat in the lounge staring the the TV glowering inwardly each time her mother spoke her father had spoken about his work to his wife but knew something was in th air by the tension what's up? he said Yochana said nothing but looked at her spoon she was eating with his wife said she'd been lying to me who? he asked Yochana she replied about what? he said gazing at his daughter uneasily about seeing a boy his wife said I expect she can't be off seeing a boy at school as about 50% are boys he said a particular boy his wife said pointedly and what was the lie? he asked she spoke to him when I said not to his wife said what's wrong with the boy got the plague? he said his wife stared at him he's a boy whom she has kissed she said her father ate his forkful of food and didn't she want to kiss him? he said having eaten the mouthful I don't care if she wanted to kiss him or not but she did o I see he said gazing at Yochana so she wanted to kiss him her father said and was it a good kiss Yochana? he said his wife was about to speak when he held up his hand Yochana can speak for herself he said his wife bit her tongue and stared at them both Yochana stared at her father we liked it she replied to her father softly taking in his eyes which were warm well there you are then no harm done he said but she lied to me about seeing him his wife said angrily how old are you Yochana? he asked 14 years old she replied gosh how old you've become he said wasn't you that age when you kissed me Alma? he said to his wife and didn't you enjoy it? Alma looked him then at her daughter that's different she said how different? he said Alma looked at Yochana my mother never said I couldn't I never lied Alma said clutching at straws her husband said she hit me Yochana said her father stared at Alma you hit her? he said yes she made me angry with her lies Adam dear Alma said there was a pause he said never again raise a hand to her she's my daughter too and I will not have her harmed in anyway Alma looked at him then at Yochana but said nothing she ate her meal there was silence for a few moments then Adam spoke about his work and how far he'd travelled and Alma sat looking and eating and Yochana thought of Benedict and the kiss and his hold and pretended he was there to keep away the cold. © 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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