Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

Give Me the Unruly Child With Lots of Energy

Evilness has not reared his head in my world.
I know nothing of it, really, and do not pretend to.
The devilish ways of mischievous mites and sprites
Makes me happy. I love their keen confidence.

Give me an unruly child, with lots of energy.
I understand them, I love their enthusiasm. 
I tap into their imagination; I thrive on their oneness.
Highly in tune with these dancing, prancing brownies.

Give me these children every single day 
Because we speak the same language 
We are the weird ones, the unexpected
The crazies, the loonies, the nonintimidated.

We are the creatures who give status quo
Something to roll their eyes on. 
We are in tune with our inner children
And we do not go gladly into mediocrity.

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Jennifer Proxenos August 16, 2019 at 11:35 PM Almost a riddle from a keen active poetic mind - I was a brown owl one and I loved my little brownies - nicely penned Caren. Hugs, jennifer. Caren Krutsinger August 17, 2019 at 4:52 AM I understand this, and I have to say I am dancing at the thought of you and your little brownies.

Michelle Faulkner August 16, 2019 at 4:11 PM I love your crazy, looney, non-intimidated self - you are the antidote to mediocrity! Caren Krutsinger August 17, 2019 at 4:53 AM I have to say I laugh flat out at mediocrity! You can ask anyone who has ever met me.