Only Seventeen

Thank you Freida for the photo suggestion.

 

Only Seventeen

 

 

There you sit

In your red crushed velvet jacket

Swaying to the music

A ribbon in your hair

 

Gazing at the bad boys

In sneakers torn and tattered

Smoking in the corner

You just can’t help but stare

 

Silhouette desires

Pearls form your neckline

Sweetly blowing kisses

Below the neon light

 

Can’t they hear your whispers

Seeking merely favors

Nothing past tomorrow

For only but tonight

 

Longing for a taste

Vodka on the counter

Fingers crossed and hoping

Waiting to be seen

 

Lonely minutes count

Stiletto heels are hurting

Could it be they’ve noticed

You’re only seventeen

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

ALSO --I LOVE THE PICTURE! :)

[Jack...]

Frieda supplied the photo for me.

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

"Lonely minutes count

Stiletto heels are hurting

Could it be they’ve noticed

You’re only seventeen"--GREAT ENDING AND MY FAVORITE STANZA!

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Josie. You always make me smile when you visit.

[Latifa]

this poem holds a great message within it for young girls who try to be mature early and go for things that they don't really suppose to go after.
youth is a tricky matter that needs to be monitored.

[Jack...]

Thank you Latifa. I always enjoy hearing your take on my poetry.

[kublakhan27]

There is a timeless quality to this piece Jack...the first reading brought to mind images of 1960s London, Mods and Rockers, ribbons in her hair, Saturday Night's alright for fightin', and so on...but as I went through it again, the mental pictures that emanated from it became increasingly contemporary. This is also an emotional piece for one such a myself...unfortunately the most predominant ones are resentment and cynicism, which I'm sure won't surprise you in the least haha. I attempt sympathy, but none is forthcoming...I just don't feel sorry for this girl. But here I go, letting my social rants spill over onto others' platforms...I wish I could stop doing that. But it does speak volumes to the emotional impact of your words, and the way you always speak to some part of me, as I mentioned in another review not long ago. Obviously a powerful piece that lets its imagery do the talking...well done my friend.

[Jack...]

Oh come on Steve...resentment and cynicism...you? Don't worry about it my friend, we all react differently to different things. Your comments are always welcome on my page regardless of their theme or nature. I will say you always blow me away with your reviews...sometimes after reading them I actually think I can write. Thank you so very much again...I do appreciate you my friend.

[Marie]

Seventeen is awkward...not old enough, not young enough...not a woman (though she thinks she is), still a child (though she tries hard not to be...)

[Jack...]

Exactly. Thanks so much my friend.

[therisa]

Reading this poem, I am moved back in time, and the things, I wanted to do, to catch her eye, but never did. As part of me, is filled with regret, and relief, at the same time.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much for reading my friend. I appreciate your kindness.

[therisa]

Thank you and your welcome, Jack.

[Madalyn Beck]

This is exactly how it goes! Only, when I was 17 I was dating a 22 year old who ended up being engaged.. WINNER.

But you, Jack, YOU did a fantastic job with this poem. The imagery came together beautifully and portrayed a teenage girl wonderfully! :)

[Jack...]

Thank you Madalyn. You always find a way to make me smile. I appreciate you.

[Lyn Anderson]

what a beautiful verse. This photo could be interpreted in a myriad of ways, and the place you took it was much less dark than I would have ...:)

[Jack...]

Well, all of my work isn't rated mature or I would have. :) Thanks so much KL. I will write to the admin again for you.

[Lyn Anderson]

Thanks. Still working on it myself. Truth be told I would sooner run all my mature stuff on one name and all my reg stuff on the other.

[Baby Ricochet]

Ah teenage girls. They can drive a man out of his mind. I really liked this one jack

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

The youth can be ignorant, but that is what mistakes are for, we just hope at that age we don't screw up too badly that it will effect our lives down the line. A very cool poem.

[Jack...]

You are correct my friend. Thanks so much.