Monday, June 24, 2013

Teenage Games


Image from Stanley Kubrick for Look Magazine, 1949

A private corner
For our teenage games
You light my cigarette
And play my dame
Tease me, please me
My folks won't be home till ten
I'll send my pals home
We'll wet our whistle and jive

Written for The Mag

12 comments:

Susie Clevenger said...

Somehow, I can hear them saying that. Love it!

Kathe W. said...

oh yeah baby- those were the days!
Have a great day!

Helen said...

My thoughts exactly :))

Other Mary said...

Love the innocencshmnth tablee in the last lines.

Nana Jo said...

You've really captured the cool vibe of that time with your words.

Thanks for the lovely, encouraging comment you left on my blog. I really appreciate it.

Gillena Cox said...

a really nice team up; your poem compliments the mood of the photo


much love...

kaykuala said...

Very much the in thing during the growing years. Could feel the vibrations with your write! Nicely!

Hank

Tess Kincaid said...

This took me back...oh yeah...

Berowne said...

Skillful and sharp; well done.

Darryl Fabia said...

Different and refreshing; I like it.

Sue said...

Your words and the prompt go well together.
No jive.

=)

Helena said...

Oh, I do love jive talk!!