Terry Collett Poems

If I smile or break into laughter,
don't think I've forgotten you
or the hereafter;
it's just a way
...

O guess what I've heard
Anne said
that fat nun
the one with moustache
...

She's pointing
at some bird
on a pond
in a wood
...

She waited for me
by the water tower
her bike by the hedge
her hands on her hips
...

She stopped by our cottage
on the way down the road
to the school bus
Yehudit and her sister
...

Yehudit sat by the pond.

The morning was warm,
sunny, white puffs of clouds
...

It's all there
in her head
the words said
...

Yochana
waits for me
to get off
the school bus
...

Yehudit walked away
from the bus stop

she'd seen Benny off
...

We'd been for a bike ride
along country lanes
and lay for a while
in some field
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