Benny In France 1970 Poem by Terry Collett

Benny In France 1970



From Dover
we got the ferry
to Calais.

There the coach
awaited us
about 28 of us
aged 18 to 30
piled in.

Bags and suitcases
loaded in the hold.

I knew no one
so I sat in a side seat
waiting for the coach
to start off
on the journey
through France.

A girl stopped
by the seat
and asked if she
could sit there
beside me.

She was a red-head
small framed
but good looking.

I said sure
and she sat.

I asked her
if she wanted
to sit by the window
she said she would
and so I got out
to let her in.

Once she sat down
I sat beside her
took in her perfume
and her frizzy red hair
and small
but firm bust
pushing outward
from her red tee shirt.

She talked a lot
about her family
(her parents
were doctors)
and about why
she came
and did I
like rock music
and so on.

I listened
and answered
her questions
sensing her body
next to mine
elbow to elbow
her thigh near
to mine.

The coach travelled
through France.

The evening sky
darkened
lights lit up
the roads.

We pulled up outside
a roadside restaurant
we all went inside
and ordered our
main meal of the day.

Miriam(she told me
her name)
sat with me
and we drank
and smoked
and laughed
and joked.

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