Her Mystical Ideas Were Foreign

young of course
but strong
homeless sometimes
resilient always
she came to us on a Tuesday
walked up the hill carrying an old suitcase
full of her plays and poems
her ideas were magical.
they came at all kinds of times
while she was sleeping, vacuuming,
taking care of the children.
She was the most prolific writer
we had ever never known.
You could not get close to her
for her mystical ideas were foreign
and did not it into other’s schemata
but that did not prevent us from
being captivated or from loving her.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Kiser Avatar
December 20, 2019 at 12:35 PM
Ah, where can I get her book?
Krutsinger Avatar
December 20, 2019 at 2:36 PM
She has not written THE book yet. But she is pondering it.
Wolf Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 2:29 PM
Enter and sign in please, mystery, mystical woman poet!! Methinks she's DISTANTLY related to you. Peace and Joy, Gershon
Krutsinger Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 8:50 PM
I am clutching my tummy. You nailed her!
DiMino Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 7:00 AM
Maybe foreign...but obviously mystical, for you loved her. Great story-poem! I have come to not expect less from you. Love it!
Krutsinger Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 7:16 AM
Thank you very much Joe. If it is not fun for me, I stop.So far, I am having a blast with this "poetry" gig!
Robinson Jr. Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 1:57 AM
Very poignant muse, Caren! Excellent ink observations: You could not get close to her for her mystical ideas were foreign, and did not fit into other’s schemata. But that did not prevent us from being captivated or from loving her. Pure poetry in quill motion. Love and smiles and smiles of joy forever.
Krutsinger Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 6:50 AM
Thank you so much Freddie!
There Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 12:23 AM
Hard to embrace the things we are not familiar with, usually all the more reason for it. I would like to hear more about her, if you'd like to share :)
Krutsinger Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 1:27 AM
I am pondering this.....
Foster Avatar
December 18, 2019 at 6:04 PM
This drew me in and made me want to ask... can she stay... can she tell us stories.. and love us every day... My mom was not one of those, so this lovely gypsy sounds so kind. Ann
Krutsinger Avatar
December 19, 2019 at 1:27 AM
I am so glad you recognize ourselves, Ann. Smile.
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