Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Fake Jewelry Fake Tree Fake You Fake Me

Fake jewelry fake tree, fake fur, a fun-filled faker’s life 
Artificial flowery fakery, fake man, fake wife. 
Fake you, fake me, fake compliments, fake boobs they surely be, 
Unknown feelings, hidden.  Fake you, can you see fake you and fake me?

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Charles Messina January 18, 2019 at 10:51 AM So much fakery in this world...lol This is awesome, Caren. Well done :) Caren Krutsinger January 18, 2019 at 11:50 AM Thank you Charles; I had not noticed it before. I guess I am waking up.

Jennifer Proxenos January 18, 2019 at 9:12 AM You are a clever poetess who always brings out the deep essence of her words. Fake unfortunately is all around us and that saddens me - great write Caren. Poetry hugs, Jennifer. Caren Krutsinger January 18, 2019 at 11:50 AM Thank you Jennifer. It does make me think.

Freddie Robinson Jr. January 18, 2019 at 8:26 AM Real cool poetry, Caren!! Love the sharp satirical wit ... cutting to the heart of the genuine article. Fabulous witty poem. Love and joy always. Caren Krutsinger January 18, 2019 at 11:51 AM I do have a little bit of a wit and it happily wags itself out of crevices before I can stop it.

Kim Rodrigues January 17, 2019 at 10:09 PM The big fake out! Nice one! Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2019 at 11:51 PM I am always about fake stuff, for fun, not for real.

Eve Roper January 17, 2019 at 9:54 PM A great one, Caren, to much fakery in this world.. Honesty is what I'm always looking for.. Eve Roper January 18, 2019 at 10:28 PM Awe, that is the nicest words from anyone I have ever heard. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. Hugs forever Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2019 at 11:52 PM Eve, that is why your poetry always resonates in my heart.

Bette Bavington January 17, 2019 at 7:21 PM This is so true. There are so many fake this, that, things and people that it is hard to figure out sometimes if you are talking to a person or not because they just don't know. Enjoyed reading your poem. I hope all is well with you and yours in this new year. Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2019 at 11:53 PM When robots start checking out all of the groceries, where will the lonely people go to say "hello" to someone? I am worried about this.

M. L. Kiser January 17, 2019 at 2:02 PM Yep. Now that was different! Caren Krutsinger January 17, 2019 at 3:15 PM I relish the different.