Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

It Thrills Me It Scares Me

I love it, I hate it. It scares me, it thrills me.
It is magical, mystical, ethereal, and yet….
There is a part of it that is so beyond my grasp
I try to grab onto its robes and it races off without me.
A coven of interesting people, who seem to be in the know.

I am in the not know, but the want-to-know.
I watch with a morbid fascination as scary things happen.
I want to be part of it, I want to be included, I want to be like them.
But do I have it in me? I walk right up to the edge and try to face a demon.
She studies my eyes and laughs, knowing I am not there yet.
But I really want to be….

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L Milton Hankins June 4, 2022 at 7:16 PM Oh my, I can relate. I always want to know. While I have it in my mind, Caren, congratulations for your placement in my Pantoum contest. Proud of you. If that was your first one, it was very, very good. Also, don't forget you have a contest to judge. I know you sometimes forget. Caren Krutsinger June 4, 2022 at 11:04 PM Thank you - I have done some but ...wait. What? Oh, thanks Hank! I had forgotten about it! I always do!