Terry Collett Poems

There's an empty cottage
at the end of this lane
Jane said
...

Her mother poured tea

her father sat talking
about his day at work
...

He loves to watch her sleep.
Likes to hear her breathe in
And out; see her breasts rise
And fall like sleeping giants.
...

I am in a wheelchair on grass
outside the hospital

I hear birds sing and distant traffic
...

Sophia's parents
had invited me to tea

best go
...

After the service
at the church

on Sunday morning
...

You almost made out
that day
...

A smile
and that was it
she had you captured
and that was
...

Your mother had given you
a few coins to buy sweets

and on the way you met Fay
and you said
...

It'll not be the first time he'll
Have said that and not meant
It and she knows oh how she
Knows that he will probably
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