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Terry Collett
Poems
Mar 2014
WAITING FOR LYDIA.
Lydia's mother
opened the door
of the flat
after I had knocked
and gave me
a stern stare
is Lydia coming out?
I asked
she looked hard
at me
where?
to the herbalist
get some sarsaparilla
I said
sarsaparilla?
she said
yes it's good for you
they say
makes blood
I said
she looked
at my scuffed shoes
and blue jeans
and the gun and holster
hanging
from the snake head
elastic belt
around my waist
I suppose she can
her mother said
LYDIA
she bellowed
windows rattled
a dog
across the Square
barked
the milkman's horse
lifted its head
from the nosebag
Lydia came to the door
and poked her head
out from under
her mother's arm
Benedict here
wants to take you
to get a sarsaparilla
Lydia looked at you
her eyes narrowing
then widening
ok
she said
can I go?
she asked
course if I say so
as long
as you are wrapped warmer
than you are now
her mother said
Lydia rushed back inside
and her mother
took a long drag
of a cigarette
her yellowing fingers
in a V shape
what's your father
do for a living?
she asked
the smoke carrying
her words to me
he's a metal worker
I said
he makes things
from metal
she stared at me
a few loose hairs
had escaped
the flowery scarf
about her head
I think
he frequents ******
she said
I see
I said
unsure
what she was saying
she inhaled
on the cigarette again
her eyes
gazing beyond me
keep Lydia out
a fair while
she said
pushing out smoke
I want to rest
my eyes a while
ok
I said
she went indoors
and I waited for Lydia
sniffing in the smoke
hanging about
the doorstep
the dog barked again
the horse ate
from the nosebag
the milkman whistled
a few notes
from some tune
I sniffed the smoke again
hoping Lydia
would be out
wrapped warm soon.
A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON.
Written by
Terry Collett
Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)
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