EYES THAT GLOW 1957A Poem by Terry CollettA BOY AND GIRL IN LONDON IN 1957 AND A CHANGED FATHERI come out of the fish and chip shop with 6d of chips and Enid's crying what's up? I say someone touched you? she shakes her head and wipes her eyes no just don't know how my dad'll be anymore once I knew what to expect now I don't just take each day as it comes I say he'll be back to his old horrible ways soon or he may always be bloody nice and there you are she looks at me it unnerves me though she says like being out now once he would have belted me for coming home this hour now he'll say nothing or say something nice and I'll be out of step with him here have a chip I say opening the newspaper and putting the chip bag before her the steam rising up be careful they're hot she takes one between finger and thumb and gingerly puts it in her mouth I take one too and we eat away he even spoke to me the other evening on his way home from work and I was on the balcony and normally he just stares daggers at me but he actually spoke to me and smiled and I thought he was quite a nice guy and maybe he's had some religious conversion and been saved I say chips are nice and salty she says licking her finger and thumb yes they are good and vinegar put some of that on too she nods take him as he comes? she says yes as he comes if he's ok then that's good if he's as he was then that's him being him I say we finish the chips and walk back across the road and down Meadow Row together and she talks about going some place else another day I look at her walking there her big eyes behind the thick lens glasses her hair bit messy and over the place then we cross Rockingham Street and up the slope and into the Square and walk towards our block of flats and up the concrete stairs and just as we get to my landing her dad's coming down the stairs and I see she's frozen and wide eyed he looks at us and smiles and says get changed Enid we're going out tonight to the flicks my treat and hello Benny boy how are you? I'm all right I say well I'll be back later and he is gone down stairs and she watches him go with a smile and eyes that glow. © 2016 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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