WHERE THE SUN LIES.

WHERE THE SUN LIES.

A Poem by Terry Collett
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MONKS AND A NOVICE IN 1971 AND HIS THOUGHTS OF A YOUNG GIRL OF HIS PAST.

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The French monk
scythes the tall grass
on the long drive
to the monk’s abbey;

there is a humbleness
about him
like inexpensive
wine.

I sweep
the refectory floor;
her legs were short,
down-like hair

was there,
I ran my fingers up
seeking her secret cup.
The monk in the kitchen

smiles and shows
his few teeth,
wrinkles explode
about his eyes,

I see the morning sunlight,
as if that,
was where
the sun lies.

© 2015 Terry Collett


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I'm going to agree with the reader before me...I think by now I would distinctly know it was you!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Terry Collett

9 Years Ago

Thank you, Kelly, dear. Yes, it was me; I wasn't cut out to me a monk, but I had a go. 8 children & .. read more
Kelly Scheppers

9 Years Ago

Bless your soul, my friend!
Monks WIL be men! I appreciate Collett talk, like The monk in the kitchen smiles and shows his few teeth (wrinkles explode about his eyes)...if I wasn't already aware I would know it was your writing....

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Terry Collett

9 Years Ago

Thank you. Penlady

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Added on January 26, 2015
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Tags: MONKS, NOVICE, 1971, GIRL, THOUGHTS

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Terry Collett
Terry Collett

United Kingdom



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Terry 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..

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