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Only Seventeen

Only Seventeen There you sit and wonder red crushed velvet jacket Swaying to the music a ribbon in your hair Gazing at the bad boys sneakers torn and tattered Smoking in the corner you just can’t help but stare Painted lips of crimson trembling neath a smile Daring inhibitions in lies to free the chance Make up formed seduction shading builds the cleavage Cautioned by your mother seeds of hot romance Silhouette desires pearls drip 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 Drinking lemon water vodka in your pocket Fingers crossed and waiting just hoping to be seen Lonely minutes counting stiletto heels are hurting Could it be they’ve noticed you’re only seventeen

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Gayle Rodd

Date: 5/10/2017 10:39:00 PM

A travel through time with this poem - bringing back all the teenage fun beautifully.

Chris Green
Date: 5/11/2017 10:00:00 AM

Thanks so much Gayle. I am happy you liked it.

Arthur Vaso

Date: 5/8/2017 8:20:00 PM

I felt each line, getting through the teenage years is never easy, you have expressing a need to be wanted and loved that is also timeless!

Chris Green
Date: 5/9/2017 8:46:00 AM

Thanks so much Arthur. I am happy you enjoyed this one,

Anne-Marie Coreggia

Date: 5/6/2017 7:46:00 PM

Chris, that's a fabulous write. I could clearly picture the whole scene . . . and I love the ending:) Amitiés

Chris Green
Date: 5/8/2017 8:45:00 AM

Thanks so much again my friend. I am happy you liked this one.

Vera Duggan

Date: 5/5/2017 11:12:00 PM

Oh Chris, you have reminded me of when I was 17 and boy that was a very long time ago, just about every stanza was me except the Vodka in my pocket (Dad would have killed me) LoL. Very well written Rhyme my friend......Take care.....Vera

Chris Green
Date: 5/8/2017 8:45:00 AM

Thanks so much Vera for your always kind thoughts on my poetry

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 5/5/2017 2:01:00 PM

I am always thinking about my little one.when She grows up...and the world she'll live in...I can visualize the girl in your poem so well. :)Great descriptions.

Chris Green
Date: 5/5/2017 3:05:00 PM

Thanks Charmaine, I hope the visions didn't worry you. But I'm sure your little one will grow up to be an outstanding citizen and role model. I appreciate your kindness my sweet friend.

Tim Smith

Date: 5/5/2017 12:32:00 PM

I totally see this...I'm so glad my 17 yr old daughter and her friends are anti-alcohol and against anything unhealthy for your body.

Tim Smith
Date: 5/5/2017 1:36:00 PM

That'd be the 19yr old in college with the fake id.

Chris Green
Date: 5/5/2017 12:44:00 PM

Yeah, I was going to add a line about a fake ID but I didn't get that far. Good for you Tim, keep them on the right track.

Darren White

Date: 5/5/2017 11:52:00 AM

Aww, this is so endearing and relatable even though I am a guy :) But I understand that feeling, of fear and longing the same time, wanting to be seen, wanting to crawl under the carpet. Wonderful poem my friend :)

Chris Green
Date: 5/5/2017 12:43:00 PM

Thanks so much my friend. I appreciate your kind thoughts Darren