Terry Collett Poems

There's an empty cottage
at the end of this lane
Jane said
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He loves to watch her sleep.
Likes to hear her breathe in
And out; see her breasts rise
And fall like sleeping giants.
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How you got into a fight
with Woolgar in the school
playground God only knows
but it seems to stem from
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Sorry about
your granddad's death
Judith said
as you stood
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The big kid stood
by the garden shed
with others kids and you
the horticultural teacher
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Fay looked down
at the River Thames
from Westminster Bridge
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Soft silk Butterfly.
Black dancer glides gracefully
as jazz music plays.
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As you rode through Paris
in the packed coach

the radio played
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Millie Allstruck suffocated
Her daughter. Millie held
The cushion down. Saw her
Daughter’s arms flap like
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Granddad offered candy
from a white paper bag
and you slowly took one
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