Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

Give Me Some Space

Give me some dancing shoes
Move out of my jazzy red suede blues
Let me whirl my bipolar absolute truth
Who is that? Is that dead husband of Ruth?

Give me my high heels, silver, sassy and large
I’ll take a burger with fries; make it a charge.
If I step on your toes, be sure to squeal.
That way I will know that you are delightfully real.

Give me some space. Bring me my fur coat.
Give me whirling room, you old lecherous goat!
I need to howl and I need to swing.
This life could really bring me some absolute zing.

Giving me love will just break your unhappy heart.
What else to say? Where could this old heartbreaker start?
Stay out of my way, you cannot control or cage me.
I’m dancing my truth, single with jazz, here I’ll be.

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Gershon Wolf April 19, 2022 at 7:50 PM Now I finally know the male equivalent of 'Olga.' It's 'Olg:' Old Lecherous Goat, as you put it so delicately. lol. Sounds like you're free to be free. ~ gw Caren Krutsinger April 20, 2022 at 6:47 AM Thank you my friend!

Maurice Rigoler April 18, 2022 at 10:02 AM Love the way the poem's title animates the whole poem, Caren! Though reading it makes me feel like an old stuffed shirt. Most enjoyable. / Maurice Caren Krutsinger April 19, 2022 at 7:56 AM Thank you very much!

L Milton Hankins April 18, 2022 at 8:28 AM This is a FAVE, Caren. I truly love how it makes me feel...all jazzy with some zing thrown in for good measure. Caren Krutsinger April 19, 2022 at 7:56 AM I was zinging around singing this as it was flinging notes and ideas around the room.