Caren Krutsinger Poet Prose Poetry

I Sit and Study Her

Pensive is what I think 
for I have given her a smile
But received nothing in return

Deep I thought, possibly an artist,
A writer, a philosopher, a teacher, a mom.
She probably has a million things happening.

If I sat down and said hi, it would be rude.
If I brought her food or a drink 
She might be frightened.

So I sit on this side of the room
Where we are both comfortable,
Studying her, taking notes.

I am doing a little character sketch
and a full poem, for she has a lovely face.
Deep in thought, I do not see or hear her leave.

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Andrea Dietrich May 6, 2020 at 4:23 PM I LOVED how this turned around to where YOU became the pensive one so involved you did not notice her leave!! Fave. Caren Krutsinger May 7, 2020 at 1:16 AM Thank you Andrea; it ended and I said "What?" But Trixie had left with her.

Anil Deo May 6, 2020 at 9:29 AM I agree with Pixie. You have an eye for art, & heart for (the Craetor's) world. shalom, shalom/Peace // "PAZ" as Thomas says. Caren Krutsinger May 7, 2020 at 1:16 AM Thank you Anil. I do speak whether anyone is listening or not.

Mystic Rose Rose May 6, 2020 at 7:59 AM Ah, priceless ! Caren Krutsinger May 7, 2020 at 1:16 AM Thank you Pixie; I see you too have been here, studying this stranger.