Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Feasting On Poetry Ultimate Delicacy

Today’s poem is a juicy pork chop
The next one that skates by is a foppish cod fish
Each delicacy and dessert separate in their own way
Living their own truths.

Yesterday’s poems were chocked with
Faeries and dainty crisp white daisies
I have less control of this than of myself
They prance to their own harps

All I know is if I do not capture it
When it flits by in its gliding pretty pattern
it has no motivation to return.
I have yet to retrieve a wild missive
Which I neglected to pay attention to yesterday

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Harry Horsman April 7, 2020 at 11:08 PM An amazing clever poem, Caren, yes amazing... Caren Krutsinger April 8, 2020 at 7:42 AM Thank you Harry; I am an Iowa corn-beef-fed woman. When I get hungry food jumps all over a page.

Arturo Michael April 7, 2020 at 6:07 PM It only passes by...so grab it and write it while you have it...Nice one Caren Krutsinger April 7, 2020 at 8:46 PM I do try Arturo

Ilene Bauer April 7, 2020 at 4:12 PM wonderfully charming, caren!!! Caren Krutsinger April 7, 2020 at 8:48 PM The first line pranced up and laugh and we were off.

Sam Kauffman April 7, 2020 at 3:37 PM So true, Caren! Poetry is a feast for the hungry heart and the famished soul! I noticed you often use food imagery - delicious! And, I think all of us can relate to that "wisp" of an idea running away from us if we don't catch when it makes an appearance! Enjoyed. Be blessed! Caren Krutsinger April 7, 2020 at 8:48 PM Thank you Sam.

Mystic Rose Rose April 7, 2020 at 9:56 AM I hope your lovely snack of poetry always keep us smiling like they do today, Love your spirit, my kind friend, have a good one and please stay safe xo Caren Krutsinger April 7, 2020 at 8:48 PM Thank you Pixie Dust

Maurice Rigoler April 7, 2020 at 8:15 AM It's happened to me many times, Karen. But I've learned to jot down a good idea fresh in mind. I share your sentiments on most operas – not only are many mawkishly sentimental, they also depict to beautiful music most of human nature's worse traits! The longest is Wagner's monumental Ring of the Niebelungen – almost 5 days. Thanks for the stop. / M Caren Krutsinger April 7, 2020 at 8:49 PM You are always a riot to visit

Kim Rodrigues April 7, 2020 at 8:11 AM Yes — Yesterday’s poems were chocked with Faeries and dainty crisp white daisies! I just posted a pixie poem...I hope you read and play along! Write one! Food for thought ;) Remember you inspire me! Caren Krutsinger April 7, 2020 at 8:50 PM What a wonderful thing to say! Thank you Kim!

Anil Deo April 7, 2020 at 7:44 AM great food and your are the perfect Hostess. And wonderfully encouraging Poetess. amen (shalom shalOM) Caren Krutsinger April 7, 2020 at 8:50 PM Thank you ever so much.