My Hopes, Memories and Dreams

Only Sixteen

She was only sixteen

They said

Her juvenile notions but fleeting

Extinguishable by a puff

of clandestine condemnation

Like sixteen candles

Stuck helplessly

On vanilla sponge

with cream

 

She was only sixteen…

Caught at the mercy

of life so confounding

Deceit and damnation

The only maiden offering

Her will torn

Dismembered

Anchored in roots

….turned rotten

Whilst visions in shades of joy

and hope

Flickered mercilessly around her head

 

…I was only sixteen

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7 responses

  1. Welcome back Colleen,

    16 is a long way back now.. it seems you’re describing an upheaval in a young girtl’s life.. legally an adult but too juvenile to enter the jungle in safety, is that it?

    January 9, 2011 at 7:07 am

  2. Hi Tiger, Yes that’s it in a nutshell. The dilemma of a youth stuck in a life that suffocates rather than encourages, whilst hope for the possibilities of a joyous future dangle teasingly out of reach. And written from my personal experience of journeying towards the realisation I could summon the strength to free myself of the stranglehold …all those years ago (thanks for reminding me how far back that was ! haha!)

    Thanks for visiting 🙂

    January 9, 2011 at 11:27 am

  3. Memory-poems to pierce our hearts, from the brave heart of the young woman who survived them.
    Wow!

    January 9, 2011 at 8:13 pm

  4. Hey! It’s great to see you back at it, Colleen!
    From rotten roots to shades of joy, you shine mercifully!

    My daughter turned 16 just a month ago.
    The ups and downs of adolescence, she knows quite well.

    ‘Tis nice to see you again. Take care! Keith

    January 10, 2011 at 2:04 am

    • My daughter turned sixteen on Christmas day. I think this was the impetus for reflecting upon my own circumstances at that age. I am so happy her experience is so much “lighter” and that she is surrounded with love and support. It’s a tough time of life for sure !

      January 14, 2011 at 11:14 am

  5. Welcome back Colleen. Keep up with you on FB so you haven’t been gone, but I have so missed your beautiful, poignant poetry about life and love and all in between.

    January 14, 2011 at 11:47 pm

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