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Terry Collett
Poems
Jun 2014
TALK ON THE WAY.
Janice wore
the lemony dress
her gran had bought her
for being good
at the dentist
it had a bow
at the back
and flower patterns
here and there
I never got a dress
when I went
to the dentist
I said
you're a boy
she said laughing
mind you
I was promised a trip
to the seaside
in the summer
but I think
we were going anyway
so it wasn't much
of a gift or bribe
I said
we walked on
by the Duke of Wellington
(public house)
and under
the iron railway bridge
which made loud noises
when the trains
went across
especially the steam trains
Gran said
not to get
the dress *****
or I’ll be for it
Janice said
I never asked Janice
why she lived
with her gran
and not her parents
my mother said
best not to ask
so I didn't
where we going?
Janice asked
I thought maybe
Bedlam park
we can watch kids
playing football
or watch those
in the swimming pool
or the tennis players
Janice said
it was a good idea
and so we went
on our way
I can get us
some ices
I said
have you some
money then?
she asked
sure I have
never come out
without a least
a few coins
I said
have to do a few chores
but at least
I get a few coins
to spend
Gran gives me money
now and then
if I've been good
Janice said
but have you money now?
I asked
no
she said
can't have been good then
can you?
I said smiling
I’m always good
she said
but Gran can't always
afford to give me coins
we crossed over
by the traffic lights
and went on our way
into St George's Road
I told her about
maybe staying
with my aunt and uncle
in Wraxall
where's that?
she asked
near Bristol
in Somerset
I said
what will you do there?
last time I went scrumping
with my cousin
is it countryside?
she asked
yes
there are cows
and sheep
in the fields
and mushrooms grow
there too
Janice asked about
the place and who
lived there
and asked questions
upon questions
as girls tend to do
once they get going
and I thought
of the chickens
my uncle kept
at the bottom
of his garden
which he let me fed
when I stayed
and fed them worms
and other stuff
Uncle gave me
but I told Janice
about holding the worms
in between my fingers
she ******* up
her nose
and said
she'd never want
to hold
one of those
then we came
to Bedlam park
and went in
and was reminded by her
to keep her
lemony dress clean
so we avoided
the swings and slide
and just looked in
from the metal fence outside.
A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON.
Written by
Terry Collett
Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)
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