Inspired By Another Warrior Woman
Cartoonist since age four; gave it up at twelve
After spending nine months in the clutches
of the meanest art teacher alive or dead
Did not take it back up until I was forty-four
During grad school when I was in the clutches
of another evil professor.
Happily did not need it as an outlet
until I got terrifically bored, around age sixty.
Grabbed up my pencil and began drawing
dragons, witches, pirates, wild warrior women
peter pan, cats, unicorns, flowers, hippies,
anything and everything that amused me
My nine-year-old granddaughter Molly was
such a cartoonist! A natural! I bought her canvases
so we could keep her creations. One day she
begged me to paint with her. Waste a canvas on me?
Ha! That was six years ago. My house is filled with my cartoons now.
I count seventy-eight canvases of mine in my living room.
Thanks to an insistent nine-year-old who would not let up.
A little wild warrior woman!
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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