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Terry Collett
Poems
Apr 2014
EMPTY COTTAGE.
Judith took me
to the derelict cottage
just off the wood
in the Easter recess
from school
she opened up
the back door
and into the kitchen
with its smell
of damp and decay
it's been empty for years
she said
my sister and I
used to come here
and pretend
it was our own cottage
smells horrible
I said
ignore the smell
she said
pretend it's our
own cottage
and we have
just moved in
after marrying
when did we marry?
I asked
after we left school
she said
smiling
she walked into
a larger room
with wide windows
looking out
onto a large
overgrown garden
we could grow
some of our own food
she said
looking out
the window
I looked at
the hanging wallpaper
and a damp patch
on the ceiling
and our children
could play out there
she said
what children? I asked
when did they come along?
after we married
she said
I don't remember
I said smiling
you will
if you pretend better
she said
moving through
to another room
at the front
I noticed a space
where a picture
must have hung
because it was cleaner
than the rest
of the wall
I like this room
she said
this is where we will sit
and have our TV
and radio
and the children
can sit with us
and we can cuddle them
I nodded playing along
let me show you upstairs
to the bedrooms
she said
so I followed her
up the creaky stairs
her green skirt
swaying as she walked
three bedrooms
she said
one for us
one for our boys
and one for our girls
she stood
in the front bedroom
looking out
over an untidy hedge
onto the road
this is our bedroom
she said
turning around
looking at it all
our bed can go there
she said
pointing to a wall
on the left
and we can have
a dressing table
and dresser
the room was empty
and smelt
over by the right wall
was a pile of ****
some one's been here
and dumped
I said
probably some *****
or hobo
she looked
at the ****
and said
who's dumped
in our bedroom?
I laughed
it isn't our room yet
pretend
she said
I pretended
the **** wasn't there
and we went
into the other bedrooms
and she said
this was where
such and such
will be
and out of the window
the overgrown garden
seemed vast
with an apple orchard
to the left
she touched my hand
and squeezed it
we will be happy here
she said
I looked about
the room years after
the cottage smelt ranker
and she was dead.
A BOY AND GIRL AND AN EMPTY COTTAGE IN 1962.
Written by
Terry Collett
Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)
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