Terry Collett Poems

You sat with Jane
on the grass
in the field
beneath the Downs
...

He's only just sat down
in the cafe when she enters
and stands at the counter
...

Gran said it isn't safe
to walk about the bombsites

Janice said
...

That year they gave Tess
her first typewriter. She'd
not need to borrow her
brother's battered old piece
...

Dottie has the made the
bed where Sammy slept,
bakes a cake, picks flowers
from the garden to put in
...

She lay beside you
under the apple trees

the bees and butterflies overhead
...

Dottie wishes Willie would
return home. All night she
had twisted and turned in
his bed. She looks out of
...

She knows these are her
Last moments with her still
Born babe knows they'll take
The babe away and leave
...

Dottie stirs as dawn light seeps
through the bedroom curtains;
Willie breathes deeply in his sleep.
...

Your mother
had brought Helen

home for tea after school
...