![]() COULDN'T BE SURE 1963A Poem by Terry Collett![]() AN IRISH GIRL IN 1963 AND A NUN AND CHRIST![]() ![]() In the small school chapel Martha stood in front of the black wood crucifix high on the wall if she stood on tiptoe she could just about touch the plaster paris Crucified's nailed feet the chapel was empty no sound smell of incense and old bricks and aged bodies of old nuns who once fumed here Martha stood on tiptoe and kissed the Crucified's nailed feet with her lips soft lips on paster feet Jesus I want to be your bride want to hold you close want to have you near let your ears hear she whispered she went back on her feet watched the Crucified His arms outstretched His nailed hands like claws His eyes looking skywards not particularly hairy like her father was not under the arms or chest she mused what are you doing here Martha Maguire? A nun said creeping up behind her having slid in like a shadow from the cloister Martha turned around talking to the Crucified Martha said eyeing the tubby nun why are you not in class? The nun said Martha turned back to gaze at the Crucified wanted to talk to Him she said not during class-time the nun said now get on to your class and don't be here during school time understand me? Martha gazed at the Crucified's eyes heavenward gazing His hands nailed cruelly if I could Martha said I'd unnail Him take Him in my arms and hug Him to being better the nun frowned gazed at the back and backside of the Maguire girl will you get yourself off to class Maguire I won't tell you again or you'll being having a ruler across your palms once more Martha sighed she thought she saw the Crucified eye her but couldn't be sure. © 2016 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthor![]() Terry 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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