Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Poetry At Parties

You are a writer?
Yes
What do you write?
Poetry.
POETRY! Big eyes now.
Mostly, I agree.
Is there MONEY in that?
No.
Big eyes swiftly leaves my side, to speak to another party goer.
I pick up my notebook and pen, listening to all of their conversations.
Hoping no one else sits down.

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Darlene De Beaulieu July 14, 2019 at 6:14 PM Hello Caren Krutsinger, being at a party with note book in hand a poetess can get many ideas for poetry. Good one. have anice evening my friend. Darlene De Beaulieu July 16, 2019 at 5:58 PM You are very creative Caren. Caren Krutsinger July 14, 2019 at 11:53 PM I have been known to use a notebook, piece of napkin, grocery store receipt, coupon or paper plate for a poem.

Kim Rodrigues July 14, 2019 at 4:08 PM I getcha! Sigh... so hard to sell poetry to the people standing around yet I must try. The honey’d words need to exist! XXOO Caren Krutsinger July 14, 2019 at 11:54 PM I was going to try to organize my poetry this summer. That did not happen!

Jennifer Proxenos July 14, 2019 at 3:34 PM Why is it that others think us poets make money, and when they hear we don't, they give us that crazy look! Hugs and blessings, Jennifer. Caren Krutsinger July 14, 2019 at 11:54 PM I think a lot of people miss out on some wonderful hobbies and uplifting things because they do not value what does not have a monetary value.

Kurt Ravidas July 14, 2019 at 3:22 PM Hundred times, Caren! A hundred bloody times. Now I say I'm an athlete, but they ask me how many times I pull up on the bar)) This is perfect, this is a life. Caren Krutsinger July 14, 2019 at 11:55 PM Thank you Kurt. I know you have been there. I can hear your answer and I see you sliding into a couch with a notebook on your knee, hoping they will forget you are there. Kim Rodrigues July 14, 2019 at 4:10 PM Kurt, that is hilarious! Those that don’t write poetry are the true outsiders...lol! My nephew is an athlete, poet, lyricist and a survivor! <3