Ernestine Northover Poems

Looked forward to the Saturday Night dance
We did, all dressed up to 'shine',
With winkle picker shoes, and layers of net
In our petticoats. We felt divine.
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Hear some chattering
It's rhubarb, rhubarb, rhubarb
Tart - teeth chatter too!
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Two arms to wrap around them,
A hand to wipe a tear,
These little ones are part of me,
Of that, it's pretty clear.
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The years roll by from girl to woman,
The years roll by from boy to man,
Then one of them will find the other,
A 'fusion' part of God's great plan.
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Come into the Church, the Vicar said,
Otherwise you'll be standing in the flowerbed,
Because outside, there really is no space,
It's filled seemingly by the 'whole human race',
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She waved down a passing cab,
And said, Hi Frank can I grab
A quick lift home, cos I'm a little late tonight,
Oh sure, he said, and smiled,
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I sat, my back resting against a tree trunk,
The sun shining full on my face,
I felt as if my whole being had shrunk,
As I looked out, at this huge open space.
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A string of street lamps,
their heads stretching out across the road.

On the top of one, a row of birds sit.
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I was thinking that, when we get to heaven,
will we be made to sit in an auditorium,
and be shown on a huge 'CinemaScope' screen
a film of 'our life' from start to finish,
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This is in answer to Ron Atkinsons poem 'Ernestine'.

Now look here Prof, I never expected such a super write.
But what you've done I reckon, is pretty 'down right' polite,
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