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Terry Collett
Poems
May 2013
SOME PART OF BEAUTY.
Janice of red beret fame
with fair hair
to her shoulders
and dressed slightly better
than the rest
of there about
invited you
(with your mother’s
permission
and her gran’s invitation)
to tea after school
in the upstairs apartment
not far away
what did you want
for eats and drink?
Janice asked
bread and jam
you replied
bread and jam?
she repeated
as if you’d asked
for caviar on toast
no you must
have more than that
she said
Gran what’s for eats?
and her gran
came into the lounge
where the cosy furniture
was set out in place
neat and tidy
with a canary
in a cage
on a stand
and her gran related
a list of things
you could have
far exceeding
what you usually
had at home
cheese and cress
sandwiches
you said
please added on
as an afterthought
and Janice
had the same
to be like you
and her gran went off
and Janice said
she likes you
says you have more breeding
than some round here
o
you said
thanks
and you pushed
your hand
through your hair
and pulled
your school jumper
in place
and tightened
the tie
we’re going
to the fairground Saturday
will you come too?
you hesitated
and took in
her fair hair
and her fine features
and prim gaze
I’ll have to see
what my mum says
you uttered
o she won’t mind
Gran’s already
mentioned it I think
Janice said
well yes then
you said
I’d like that
she smiled
and spoke
of learning French
at school
and the teacher
who took her
for that and history
she’s a dear
and positively a beauty
I’ve got Ashdown
and she’s plump
and has an ****
like a hippo
you said
Janice choked
and sputtered
with laughter
all at the same time
that’s so rude
she said
putting her small hand
to her mouth
gosh don’t let Gran
hear to speak like that
or you’ll be off
her good boy list
as swift as lightening
you sat bemused
when her gran came in
with two plates
of sandwiches
what’s so funny?
she asked
putting the plates
on the table
o nothing much
Janice said
Benedict told me
a little joke
o well as long
as it wasn’t rude
Gran said
o no
Janice said
and looked at you
o no
you muttered
just a innocent joke
from school
her gran went off
to get the drinks
if Gran heard me
say thinks like that
she’d tan my backside
and no mistake
Janice took a bite
of her sandwich
and you ate yours
listening to the canary
sing and the bell it
rung inside the cage
and her gran singing
from the kitchen
in a soprano voice
and you took in
Janice’s light blue eyes
wherein you thought
but did not say
some good part
of beauty lies.
Written by
Terry Collett
Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)
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