EVENING OUT.A Poem by Terry CollettIt all kind of fell into place the dame’s face the hair colour the way she swayed and the accent of her voice seemed to jog your mind awake yes she’d been quite a dame and had been on your arm at the fair and you’d had a good time and she’d laughed and hugged your arm numb and you kissed and walked her home and she said not to make too much noise as her old man was upstairs and he never seemed to trust guys she went out with and how many guys have you been out with? You asked looking up at the window where no light shone and she replied Oh just a few I’m not a darn hooker you know I’ve just had a few men here and there and you wondered where the here and there was and how far did she go with those guys and she said look I’ve only had sex a couple of times and that was usually over in the time it takes to say hullabaloo and anyway she said how about you? You noticed the light go on up in the bedroom and whispered got to go your old man’s about and it was a swell evening and you’re my fourth dame this month and I’ve had sex more times than you can say hullabaloo and she stood there and stared and her jaw dropped and you walked away beneath bright stars and full moon not a moment too late not a second too soon. © 2011 Terry Collett |
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Added on November 16, 2011 Last Updated on November 16, 2011 AuthorTerry 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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