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Hot Like a Firecracker

Hot like a Firecracker, Red Dances her Truth Red is a savage, Takes no prisoners For she wants for nothing Red is complete Onto herself A pirate-faerie-gypsy-queen Red is hot like a firecracker Red dances her truth Stopping at stop signs Only to say "hi" to her cousins Red is a fire hydrant Waiting impatiently Tapping her foot, setting her own fires Red is not to be scoffed. Red is sassy, sexy, sensual Red is pizza, red is spaghetti. Stay out of her way!

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Jennifer Proxenos

Date: 5/22/2019 1:06:00 PM

What an vivid imagination you have Caren - amazing thoughts that you pen on paper or type on your computer! Red - you thought of it all! Queen of imaginative writes! Hugs, Jennifer

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/22/2019 1:22:00 PM

Thank you Jennifer. I am lucky. I spend my days with children, picking their brains.

Kurt Ravidas

Date: 5/22/2019 4:23:00 AM

Oh, yeah! Russians say: "Krasny patamooshta strastny" (it's red because it's passionate) I love reds. I'm in the red t-shirt now!) P.S.: Watch out, Wolf. I see you down there)

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/22/2019 6:38:00 AM

Hahahaha You are hilarious my poet friends! I am trying to conjure up my "Big Bad Wolf" poem now that Wolf has enticed me into trying. I may write a poem about Paper Bag Man also, Kurt. So watch out yourself!

Gershon Wolf

Date: 5/21/2019 8:50:00 PM

Valentines are red; so is blood; so was the USSR...endless fascination! (And then, of course, there's "I'd rather be dead than red in the head," which (as an ex-redhead), I reversed to read: "I'd rather be red, than dead in the head." :) gw

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/22/2019 12:05:00 AM

I have dyed my hair so many shades of red, it is fabulous; I use "burgandy" now.

Brian Johnston

Date: 5/21/2019 7:51:00 PM

Hi Caren, first time to your site and liked your two most recent poems. I'm just a smidgen disappointed that you neglected to mention Chianti, my favorite red! Ha! May you aspire to the fire Van Gogh only saw in his wet dreams!

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/22/2019 12:05:00 AM

Chianti is a prissy word, for true artists. I am a cartoon-drawing-throw-it-hard-and-fast-and-paint-everything-in-neon artist.

Dawne Zacharias

Date: 5/21/2019 5:03:00 PM

Red surely needs no introductions it just is haha I loved your poem.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/21/2019 5:28:00 PM

I love RED. LOVE IT! Except red stop signs; I HATE stop signs because you are supposed to stop, and I like pausing so much better.

Panagiota Romios

Date: 5/21/2019 3:31:00 PM

Red... One of my FAV colors. Can't stand beige O'D pastels. Red cant be missed ever. Like the way uou incorporated this into this work Panagiota

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/21/2019 5:28:00 PM

Being an artist, it made sense to start thinking of how I feel about each color as I love them all only using beige for mushrooms or around a deer's eye, and gray nearly never.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 5/21/2019 2:57:00 PM

Red is a culinary delight, but try not to earn her spite. Flavors italian; loaded with cheese; more, more; I want more please! Okay, overdone but...enjoyed.

Caren Krutsinger
Date: 5/21/2019 5:29:00 PM

I love spicy foods; most of them red except my favorite - jalapeno peppers which I have been warned by doctors to stay away from; but I can't!