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Never Said

That summer of 62
on the school playing field
and she sitting there
with her friends

and you trying to impress
and taking in her smile
and bright eyes and the way
she sat with her knees visible

beneath the green skirt
and the white ankle socks
and the scuffed black shoes
and wanting to say love you

sweet thing but only coming out
with words about the weather
or the way her friend had her hair
tied back with the green ribbon

or how bucktoothed her
other friend was and even though
she’d told you so many times
she loved you and hugged you

on the way home from the school bus
you could never bring yourself
to say the words that sat
on your lips back then

and there are lonely nights
you wish you had those days again.

poem by Terry Collett
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Branded By Hot Lips

Christina sat crossed legged
on the grass of the school playing field

her friends got up and left
as you arrived after school lunch

where's your friend Rolland?
she asked

gone off with Woolgar
to play football

you replied
she patted the grass

beside her
why don't you sit down?

she said
so you sat down beside her

looking at her dark brown hair
brushed so so

and her green summer dress
just covering her knees

the black shoes
and white ankle socks

completing the picture
as if your eyes

had mentally painted her
for later reference

she leaned forward
and kissed your forehead

a damp patched
the size of her lips

remained there
she said

something to remind you
of me afterwards

while you're sitting
in class doing boring history

or geography or whatever
thanks

you said
actually it's maths

which is even more boring
so the kiss memento

will come in handy
she laughed and looked away

you spotted Rolland
over the way

standing in a goal
between two coats

Cedric can see us out here
she said

breaking the brief silence
why does it matter

if your brother can see us?
Will he tell your parents?

she shrugged her shoulders
don't suspect so

she said
you gazed at her lips

as she spoke
and her hands on her knees

just laying there
palms down

he does watch us though
she said

maybe he's jealous
maybe he wants to sit here with me

you said
she laughed

don't be silly
she said

and you moved
towards her

and kissed her lips
and she pulled you

nearer to her
with one of her hands

behind your neck
and you smelt

lavender water
and her hair brushed

against your cheek
and when your lips

left hers
they felt branded

as if hot coals
had been there

and she said
that was wonderful

and over her shoulder
across the way

Rolland had let in
a goal as his stretched

out hand
missed the ball.

poem by Terry Collett
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Glimpse Of Lover

You saw Christina
and a few

of her giggling
school friends

in one
of the school corridors

in between
maths and biology

she
looked at you

her eyes shy
and yet searching

and her friends
unnoticing

how feelings moved
or what

was inwardly touched
some electric shock

pulsed through you
stood hair on end

or so it seemed
she in her green skirt

and white blouse
and ankle socks

with sight of flesh
as she moved

and you
in your dull grey

and black shoes
seeking to take

what image
of her

you could
to your dreams

to hold at night
and not a word

there was spent
or exchanged

or feelings unloaded
or spread

except whatever raced
like some runner

in your head
and she

in hers no doubt
wondering afterwards

what this love
bringing together

and separating
was all about.

poem by Terry Collett
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Cedric's Message.

Cedric approached you
in the playground and said
My sister Christina

wants to see you
on the playing field lunchtime
and he said it

in a quiet voice
as if he didn't want
the other boys to hear

he ran messages for girls
and off he went
to play with some other boys

leaving you to stare out
onto the empty playing field
and so lunch time

after you'd eaten dinner
you went onto the playing field
beneath the summer sun

and there she was
over by the wire fence
waiting for you

and you said
Cedric said you wanted to see me
and she said

Yes do you mind
if we walk off alone together
I don't want other's ears

to move in on our conversation
No sure
you said

Let's go over by the woods
by the far fence
and so you walked off with her

across the playing field
by other kids who were playing
football or sitting talking

or playing skip rope
or whatever
and when you came

to the woods
you sat down with her
and she said

You do love me
don't you?
I mean you're not

seeing anyone else?
You looked across
the playing field

to where you'd sat
with another
some months before

and she had asked
the same question
but since then

it had turned
momentarily sour
Yes and no

you said
looking back at her
taking in her dark hair

and deep eyes
and how her hand
lay on her thigh

covered by grey skirt
and her naked knees
just visible

to the eye
What do you mean
yes and no?

she asked
you watched
her lips move

and replied
Yes I love you
and no I'm not

seeing another
and she smiled at you
and put her hand on yours

and waited for a kiss
and so you did
her lips on yours

out by the woods
on that summer day
out of doors.

poem by Terry Collett
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After School Tea.

Mother said
you were to go back

to Mrs Clark's house
for tea after school

and she would pick
you up later

after work
and so when

the bell went
for the end

of the school day
you went with Mrs Clark

and her daughter Helen
for tea and Mrs Clark

talked all the way
to her house

her words rough
as hewn stones

going over your head
to which you just nodded

or shook your head
and when you arrived

at the house
which smelt

of past dinners
and washing drying

and the baby's nappies
she said

What would you like for tea?
Bread and butter

bread jam
bread and Bovril

or dripping?
and how about

a large mug of tea?
Helen said

I'm having bread and jam
and a mug of tea

why don't you too?
you said

Yes that will be fine
and shyly sat in a chair

by the window
looking out

at the backyard
where washing hung

on a clothesline
and an old doll's pram

sat rusting by a wall
and Helen came

and sat next to you
in her grey skirt

and off white blouse
and swung her legs

back and forth
under the chair

her white ankle socks
and black scuffed shoes

coming in
and going out

of view
and she said

After tea
I'll show you my dolls

and the doll's house
my daddy made

out of orange boxes
and as Mrs Clark

made the tea
you sensed Helen's small hand

run along your arm
which set alarm bells ringing

in your head
and a sweating in your palm.

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The Death of a Friend

The death of a friend
I try to be brave
But I can't stop the tears
When I visit His grave
Can He be replaced
I don't see how
He was my buddy
He was my pal
I am lonely at home
I am lonely at school
I miss my friend
He was so cool
I go to the park
I try to play ball
But is's not the same
Not at all
My minds a mess
My minds a haze
Lonely nights
And lonely days
I want my friend
I want Him back
The death of a friend
He's not coming back.

poem by John W. Litteral
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A Lost Love.

Her brother stopped
you in the high street
and said, Have you heard
about Judith? No, you

replied, thinking maybe
she'd divorced or won
the lottery or had another
child. Her brother hesitated

momentary then said, She
died of cancer. It seemed
as if he'd stabbed a knife
into your gut and twisted

the blade, all the memories
of you and she walking home
from school, arm in arm,
laughing, kissing, the lessons

of school gladly forgotten,
or sitting by the pond in summer,
the birds in the trees overhead,
she and you holding hands,

kissing lips to lips, those alone
moments, those long ago summers,
those dark wintery nights,
she captured in the car headlights,

you wanting her closer and all
those images flashed before your
eyes as her brother's words sunk in,
he standing there, knowing even

after all this time how you and she
had once been lovers, childhood
days like shadows on a far away wall,
the trees swaying and her saying

back in that moonlit lane, I'm engaged
to another, after you had proposed
innocently some years later, once
school had done its worse. Now her

brother's words had pushed their
way into your mind, her smile, those
eyes peering into yours, that I love
you gaze, long ago, in happier days.

poem by Terry Collett
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One Summer 1962

Christina sat next to you
on the school playing fields
the summer day was hot

and she sat there
cross-legged
her school skirt

touching on her knees
and you looked beyond her
wondering if the girl

who had kissed you
at Christmas
while carol singing

was looking over at you
from a group of girls
across the way

I wish I had
my bathing costume on
Christina said

so do I
you said looking back
at her taking in

her white knees
catching the summer sun
she giggled and looked away

did Cedric tell you about me
and what I told him?
she asked

her profile
like some Renoir girl
yes

you said
remembering Cedric's words
and his blushing face

he seemed put out
you added
you don't want to worry

about Cedric
she said
he hates me getting into boys

as she said this
you looked over
at the girl who kissed you

and she was staring
over at you and Christina
and seemed annoyed

and as you gazed at her
you still felt that kiss
on your lips

and that embrace
in the moonlight
and Christina touched

your knee
and said
if you want privacy

we can always go up
into the woods by the fence
and you said

did you hear about Brilton
the teacher of English?
No

she said
what?
he's been sacked

why? she asked
running her hand
along your thigh

for taking boys home
in the lunch period
you said

oh
she said
removing her hand

what for?
You looked
at her knees

in the sunlight
how the light
seemed to warm them

no idea
you said
and you looked away

with a picture
of her knees
carried in your head.

poem by Terry Collett
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Take Me Back

Take me back to see you smile again
And the love you had for your friends
Take me back for the times we had
When we joked and laughed take me back
'Cause I know you'll live forever
And I know we're still together
thru' your music and your love
Take me back, oh take me back, Oh take me back
You were proud and strong
You taught me right from wrong, what a friend!
Take me back for the words you spoke
always get me home to the end
'Cause I know you'll live forever
And I know we're still together
thru' your music and your love
Take me back, take me back.
Take me back to see you smile again
And the love you had for your friends
Take me back for the times we had
When we joked and laughed take me back
'cause I'm lonely If you only could take me back
Take me back, won't you take me
Oh take me back, won't you take me, take me back,
Won't you take me, oh take me back,
I love the life that you live and the things that you give
So won't you take me, oh take me back
Won't you take me, (oh) take me back,
You said the strong would survive,
Oh Lord, gotta try
So won't you take me, oh take me back,
Won't you take me, oh take me back
There's just one thing to say:
Brother, I love you!
Won't you take me back...

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I'll Be Back

Messages come, and make us suffer
A letter comes, and keeps on asking…
When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you this house is empty

The one's I trust
A form of rose
Has written me this letter
And has asked me
Someone's breaths, Someone's heartbeat
Someone's desires, Someone's smile
Someone's dull mornings, sleepy evenings
Lonely nights, unsaid words
Longing arms
And have asked her
Longing eyes
That...

When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you this house is empty

The ones with love
My best friends
Have wrote and asked me
My village, my people
Old trees, White clouds
Green grass, my soil
My celebrations, my religion
My farms, my land
My parents and
My wife has asked

When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you this country is lonely and empty

Sometimes a motherly river's letter comes by
And brings along
My childhood days, my games in the backyard
My mother's support, being protected
My mother's lullaby, the softness of her hands
The desire in the eyes, the worries in her words
Hard on the outside, Lovely from the inside
Acts my mom
And asks me in each letter

When are you coming?
When are you coming?
Write me when you're coming home
Without you my lap is empty

Hey the passing wind tell me
Will u please do a little favor for me?
Go to my state and salute to my friends
In that state there's a road
Where my wife and kids live
Just tell them that I love them
Just tell them that I love them
Further down that road
Is my old mother
Just touch her feet and
Say my name in her ear

Hey the passing wind
Just to my friends
My wife and kids,
And my old mother
Send them this message
And tell them that…
I will come home
I will come home
The promise I made to…
My soil
To its colorful nature
To my mother lap
To my blossomed flowers
And to someone's heart…
I will fulfill it

I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day
I will come back one day
This war will be over one day

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Now Just Remember Your Own Words 'Just a Friend

The number of times I have told you
The amount of times I've asked you
The existence of a preexisting condition.
Like a mental case
Just a friend
Nothing more to show
The tease of the week
but just a friend
Always and forever just a friend
But where did you go
If that was so
Walk away only to come back tomorrow
In tears of sorrow
Hate your mom cause she tries to help
Standing on your own
And all alone
Just pick up the phone
But you won't
Got to entertain tonight
Got move on with show
And then you their yet again
Just a friend
Then why do you want to dance
I know you
I know where you want it
I know the way you want it
Just a friend
Back off man
A kick to the nuts
Dropping to your knees with a what the (You Fill In The Blanks)
Just a friend
A dangerous game is being played
With every word you say
Big brother I've been and never will be
Not to you
You just don't get it
Just a friend
But just a piece of (You Fill In The Blanks) to those
Taking off all your cloths
Acting like hoe
Screwing everyone I know
Just a friend
Then expect me to defend
Your name
Your honor
Your dignity
Your kid
Just a friend
What do you just not get
This is a very bad trip
With every slip
I'm getting so distant
So very awkward
The scene of this crime has ended
It ended with those words 'Just A Friend'
I'm sorry girl but now you have just mistaken.
I'm sorry girl but now it is I'm in love with your friend.
I can't even ever go down that road ever again.
Now Just Remember Your Own Words 'Just A Friend'

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Summer Is

Summer is the breeze blowing through the grass in June
It is running carelessly through the meadows
It is taking off your shoes and feeling the grass tickle your toes
It is sitting on the porch at night sipping lemonade

Summer is the fireworks in July
It is going swimming at the pool with your closest friends
It is feeling nothing but happiness
It is the times you don’t want to forget

Summer is walking through the sand in August
It is the memories you have forever
It is what you never want to end
It is always what you look forward to in the winter

Summer ends September begins
Back to school
Back to cold weather
Back to wishing it were summer

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After School Walk

After lessons at junior school
coming down the bricks stairs

Helen said
can I walk home with you?

Sure
you replied

and she set off with you
along St George's Road

the traffic and smoke fumes
setting the scene

she in her school frock
and cardigan

and white ankle socks
beside you in your grey jacket

and grey short trousers
and she said

I don't usually walk home alone
but mum said I can walk home

with you save her coming along
to the school with the other kids

and pram with baby
you took in

her two plaits of hair
and thin framed glasses

with large lens
which made her eyes

larger than they were
her small hands

by her side
a small school bag

over her shoulder
and did you know

Janice likes you?
Her grandmother

told my mother
the other day

after school
but I like you better

do you like me?
she asked

you noticed
she had small white teeth

with a thin brace
along the top

sure I do
you replied

I like Janice too
but you I like more

and she smiled
and put her right hand

in yours and squeezed it
and you smiled

but hoped none
of the other boys around

noticed the hand holding
after all a tough boy

has a reputation to maintain
and as you squeezed

her hand back
clouds darkened

and it started
to piss with rain.

poem by Terry Collett
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Cedric's Sister

My sister likes you
Cedric said
and as he said it
he blushed

and well Christina
wasn’t a bad looker
from what you saw of her
in the recreation grounds

at school
and once

you’d gone up to her
when she was sitting
with her school friends
in the summer

on the playing fields
and you saw
how she sat
with a small glimpse

of thigh revealed
and dark hair
and brown eyes
like chocolate drops in snow

and you said
you’ve got fine eyes
(you didn’t mention
her thighs)

and she giggled
with her friends
and you thought
how she’d like to go

with you into
the tall grass
but never said it aloud
and so you said to Cedric

what’d she say?
And he said
looking down
at his black shoes

that she liked you
and wanted to know
if you’d meet her up
on the playing field

at lunch recess
near the tall grass?
And you imagined her
there on her ass

looking up at blue skies
with her chocolate eyes
uttering sexy sighs
and bringing you in close

Sure you said
and watched
as Cedric wandered off
like some messenger

of old having brought
his message of battle
and walked away wearied
having told.

poem by Terry Collett
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Lonely Poplar

LONELY WHITE POPLAR
GROWING UP RAPIDLY TOWARDS HEAVEN
YOU ARE WAVING YOUR HAND TO ME
AND TRYING TO REACH SOMEONE ABOVE
I THOUGHT YOU WANTED ME NOTICE YOUU
ON THESE HOT DAYS OF JULY
DO NOIT THİ NK
I HAVE FORGOTTEN YOU
I EVEN KNOW
HOW MANY BLACK CROWS
CROWS EAGERLY AND OBSTINATELY ON YOU
NESTLING I IN YOUR GREEN
HOW CAN I FORGET YOU
YOU WERE MY ONLY FRIEND
WHEN I BROKE MY THIGH
IN THE COLD WINTER
YOU WERE MY ONLY FRIEND
I SAW YOU DROPPING YOUR LEAVES
I EVEN SAW YOU NAKED WITHOUT THE LEAVES
I SAW YOU LEAFENİ NG IN SPRING
I SAW YOU IN HARSH WINDS
BENDING UP AND DOWN
WHEN SNOW FELL
YOU WERE MY ONLY FRIEND
WHEN I WAS SITTING ON A CHAIR
AND WHEN I WAS WALKING WITH A BATON
STUMBLING HERE AND THERE
TO AND FRO
LONELY GREEN POPLAR IN SUMMER
YOU WERE WAVING YOUR HANDS TO ME
YIU WERE MY ONLY FRIEND
IN MY LONELY DAYS
HOW CAN I FORGET YOU

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3 Days After You Were In School

It landed on Mars! !
And,3 days after you were in school;
Oh yes, you started school 3 days after 'Curiosity' landed on Mars.

He won the 100 Metres in London and,
3 days after you were in school;
She won the 100 Metres in London and,
3 days after you were in school;
And like the muse of the green men and the green women!
But, the green room is now waiting for the children.

The white light came in to direct you!
With words of care and the works of peace;
However, you were in school 3 days after 'Curiosity' landed on Mars.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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For Love Of

You're the boy
from near the farm
aren't you?

Jane asked
standing by
the school bus

after school
had finished
for the day

yes
you replied
yes I am

and you wanted
to say more
but your tongue

dried up
as if stuck
in some desert

someone said
you're new there
she added

looking at you
with her pale blue eyes
a few months

you said
taking in
her smooth skin

how dark her hair
how straight
and touching over

her shoulders
you ventured words
are you

the parson's daughter?
she nodded
rather than spoke

her reply
then looked away
as other kids

came towards
the school bus
and stood back

as they climbed aboard
their noisy voices
drowning out

the ambience
of her being there
like big guns of war

breaking through
the peacefulness
of a pre-war dawn

and you waited for her
to speak again
but she looked back

at the school
as if the audience
granted you

had ended
and you stood there
waiting to board the bus

like all the rest
come on Jane
someone called

and she turned
and climbed aboard
leaving you to stand

and watch
the lifting
of her leg

the black shiny shoes
the white socks
the way her hands

pulled her up
the next step
and you savouring

each moment
of her motion
full of a love

like one
for a work of art
full of emotion.

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I Love You My School Girl

Ho My heart is Full Of Strange Thoughts
You are a precious yellow stone
ho what a women you are
I love you My School Girl

I wanted you as my princess for my castel
I want a world having only you and me
you are like a deer having milk colored
sometimes you behave as like a white tiger

Your Hairs are like Black clouds
Your eyes are like black pearl
your lips are like hopeless fruits
I love you My school girl

i talked to you several times
but i can't show my buring fire
which was killing me daily
I love you My School Girl

God gave you good look
But he made me as like a puppet
you have milk skin
But i have a mud skin

someone said you love someone
I told i can't believe it
But when i saw you with your boy friend
I flatted, I Cryed

But it is your way
How in the world i can see a girl like her again
you are so sweet and neat
But I have only meat in mine

I love you My School Girl
You are... a swift bird
You are Gone Too Soon
But i go anywhere
May the World so small

One day i will meet you
I will say that I loved you
But i won't Hurt you
Why God Made me to love her

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Eyes of Green Meet Eyes of Blue

Lonely mornings crawling by
Lonely nights where time won't fly
Lonely days with no hand held
A pounding heart that's never quelled
Crawling slowly back to you
Eyes of green meet eyes of blue

Sitting silent in a daze
A life alone, it never pays
All behind and nothing here
Hiding all the pain and fear
Crawling slowly back to you
Eyes of green meet eyes of blue

Troubled words meet nervous ears
Fighting through the hurt and tears
Finding peace back in your arms
Giving in to all your charms
Crawling slowly back to you
Eyes of green meet eyes of blue

Lazy mornings, all time lost
Melting back the cold and frost
Holding hands and holding hearts
Forgotten endings, brand new starts
Lying right here next to you
Eyes of green meet eyes of blue

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Remember me! ! !

Remember me every year when the summer comes again
When the sun shines above golden and bright
Like your heart
I know how you feel
Remember me!

Did you remember those summer days?
You will Smile and your eyes that i adore
Those green eyes will glow more bright then the sun above
And the angels will fly above while you smile
Those green eyes like those green days
How i loved those eyes take care of those eyes and
Remember me!

Remember me every year when the winter days come again
And when its a lovely raining day
While the drops of rain runs trough your hair
To slip and make love on your soft skin
Remember me!

Remember me every time that you meet
Those poor kids on the corner of the streets
Or an old man and alone people on the road
I know what you will feel
Those eyes will tear
Remember me!

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