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Terry Collett
Poems
Jul 2014
FEW HOURS IN ROUEN.
We paused
for a few hours
at Rouen
and got off the coach
and the guide said
have a look round for a while
but don't get back late
we got a long way to go yet
so I wandered off with Miriam
to see a few sights
she said she was feeling
tired and hungry
and so we took in a café
and had a coffee and cake
and then went
to Rouen Cathedral
and had look round
can't see the point
of these places
she said
no one believes any more
you know that's not true
by saying no one believes
any more
many people believe
but they don't make
a big deal of it
I said
these places
have a beauty
apart from whatever
religious attraction
they may have
she wasn't impressed
and we didn't stay long
and walking back to the coach
she said
the whole religious thing
is a hangover
from the last century
I let her have her say
I liked her blue eyes
and red tight curled hair
and her way of walking
the hips moving
the tight ****
bobbing up and down
in her yellow top
do you believe then?
she asked
believe what?
all this God
and Heaven thing?
guess so
I said
but it's more like
a comfortable tee shirt
I like the feel of it
and it keeps me sane
in a mad world
we reached the coach
and got on
and sat together
on the right hand side
half way down
I can make you
feel comfortable and sane
she said
do you believe in me?
sure I do
she took my hand
and kissed it
and the driver
put on the radio
and a Beatles song
came on
and she leaned close to me
as the coach took off
out of Rouen
and I smelt her perfume
and her closeness
warmed me
and the world seemed
a little less mad
and her hand moved
between my thighs
and I was comfortable
and sanely glad.
A BOY AND GIRL IN ROUEN IN 1970.
Written by
Terry Collett
Sussex, England
(Sussex, England)
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