Caren Krutsinger Poet Imagism

Sensual Steampunk Sally

Sensual Steampunk Sally
Metals clanging as she walked
Slight peek of white eyelet lace

Black thigh high stockings
Matched her confident swagger
And self-satisfied look

We pirates watched in admiration
As she commandeered our ship
Stealing our breath and making us go weak

Who is she? Someone asked me
I dared not think of her at all
Afraid I would melt

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Gershon Wolf March 28, 2020 at 9:54 PM From the title to the last word, you had me roaring, Caren. What an imagination you have! Cheers, Gershon Caren Krutsinger March 29, 2020 at 12:09 AM I have to admit Trixie is loving these days at home. Telecommuting as a school counselor is re-dunkulous though, and I have to log 7.5 hours of stuff I do each day. So far I have learned 4 new computer programs for the online school.