Caren Krutsinger Poet Rhyme

My Muse Is the Alpha

Transporting me from here to where?
I cannot follow my muse, nor do I dare.
Trixie is outrageous, much more energetic than me.
She takes me to honky-tonks, and drinks petite tea.

I find her in bordellos with men who are crass.
She is usually bare naked, showing her ample …..
She is the leader, the alpha, the one who writes this stuff.
I can barely keep up with her. Her imagery is rough!

Transporting me into situations that make sailors blush.
She laughs at my consternation, whispering I should hush.
Put everything in her hands, let her have her wild winsome way.
Frankly, I am glad to blame her each and every damned day.

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Bill Baker January 19, 2022 at 2:30 PM A muse unleashed! humorous poem, Caren. I enjoyed meeting your muse. Bill Caren Krutsinger January 19, 2022 at 10:52 PM Thank you Bill. She likes meeting you too. I dare not tell you what she is doing in your honor. It involves riding goats and baton twirling htough.

John Lawless January 19, 2022 at 9:49 AM ...LEAD ON McMUSE.....LEAD ON... Caren Krutsinger January 19, 2022 at 10:52 PM Hahahaha Thank you! (From Triixie)

L Milton Hankins January 19, 2022 at 8:58 AM Aw, it's always nice to have someone to lay the blame on, Caren, but I suspect Trixie takes her cues from one Caren! Caren Krutsinger January 19, 2022 at 10:52 PM Trixie is pouting now Hank. You may have fallen out of favor with that little beast.