Terry Collett

Gold Star - 23,291 Points (13/12/1947 / LONDON)

Nichols And The Fight 1961 - Poem by Terry Collett

Nichols and I
had a fight
in the greenhouse
the first day.

It began
with a push
and shove
by the potted plants.

Then turned
into fists
and neck holds.

Only some kid saying
Groats is coming
that we moved apart
red faced
and sweating
and gazed
at each other.

Get you playtime
Nichols said.

Anytime
Squat-face
I replied.

Next day
he passed me
into class
and said nothing
not even
a shove or elbow
(which I would
have returned
with a blow) .

Then walking
to the metalwork room
he said
what part of London
you from?

Southwark
in South London
I said
eyeing him
(not wanting to say
the Elephant and Castle
in case he thought
I was taking the piss) .

Is it near
the Tower of London?
he asked.

Quite near
I went to school nearby
I replied.

He nodded
and said
sorry about yesterday
guess I was a bit rash
never met
a Londoner afore.

No probs
I replied.

We went into
the metalwork class
sort of friends
and that's how
this poem ends.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 24, 2017

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 24, 2017


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