![]() IT RAINED.A Poem by Terry Collett![]() A BOY AND GIRL IN 1950S LONDON.![]() ![]() It rained and Janice and I stood under the railway bridge in Arch Street with the coal wharf on the left the bomb site on the right the cobbled road shining with the rainfall horse drawn coal wagons waiting for the sacks to be filled a weak sun overhead how long will it last? Janice asked don't know I said looks like it's here for a while she looked up at the darkening sky Gran will be angry if I’m late for lunch she said you have a choice I said go and get wet but be on time for lunch but then Gran will be angry if I get my clothes wet she said well there you go I said what do you want to get told off for getting wet or being late? Janice screwed up her nose and put out a hand to feel how wet it was it's quite heavy she said what shall I do? either way you'll get scolded I said she stood with her hands enfolding her arms as if she were cold I could come with you I said and explain to your gran Janice looked uncertain what will your mother say if you're late for lunch or if you get wet? she asked nothing much she’s used to me getting wet or being late I said the rain came down harder the sky got darker the horses on the wagons became unsettled let's go I said let's run let's see what happens and so I took her hand and we ran out into the pouring rain through puddles of water over the cobbles the rain soaking into our clothes and hair her hand still in mine damp and slippery getting wet wet wet I thinking of what's for lunch? and she thinking of getting scolded or spanked I bet. © 2014 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthor![]() Terry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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