ALCOHOL 2006A Poem by Terry CollettA MAN IN LOURDES IN 2006 IN A BARAlcohol that time in Lourdes, sneaking into a bar, while others walked around chanting their Aves. Sitting with a beer listening to the locals chat in French. Nurses from the local nursing homes, laughing. Es-tu seul Monsieur? One said. I made gestures with open hands, as if to say I don't know what you are saying. She smiled, and a Frenchman near by said Es-tu Anglais? Yes I am I'm with the Lourdes group I said. Ah these women, he said, they are thinking you are one of their escapees. I smiled. He laughed gently. The women looked and laughed. I supped my beer, looking over as members of my group went by. Another beer would be nice, a glass of scotch, then back to the coach, back to the hostel. But time was running out for alcohol. So I finished my beer said goodbye to those nurses and the old guy who spoke. The nurses smiled. I think they had a small titter at a lewd joke. © 2017 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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