Judo Practice. Poem by Terry Collett

You practiced
judo moves with Jim
on the grass
outside the farmhouse

where he lived
and his younger sister
stood on the periphery
watching the moves and falls

and she watched you
with her usual concentration
her eyes glued on you
her hands clapping

when you had Jim down
or made the right moves
and her mother
poked her head

out of the door
of the farmhouse
and said
Monica leave the boys alone

they don't want you
pestering them
I'm just watching
Monica called back

not doing any harm
do as you're told
her mother said firmly
and Monica slouched back

towards the farmhouse
cussing under her breath
kicking at the grass
as she went

I was only watching
she said to her mother's
disappearing back
then she paused

and looked back
at you and said
you don't mind do you?
no not at all

you said
but Jim said
pushing damp hair
from his sweaty face

go Monica
do as you're told
and she smiled at you
but gave Jim

a look
in passing
of sternness
and icy cold.