Caren Krutsinger Poet Light Verse

The Children Know Me

It is one of those dilly dally silly sally moments.
I am trying my best to look normal,
Anyway, my semblance of it.
Pretending to be status quo
 
Even though the children know me.
They are grinning at me, hoping I will show
The adults my true colors.
I will not.
I have conditioned myself to pretend adult.
 
Yes, I can pretend I am socialized….
 
Until one of the adults who thinks
they know more than the rest of us,
the pseudo intellectual pompous adult
says or does….
 
Something that is
So
Inane
And
Silly
 
I catch the eye of one of the all-knowing children,
and the insane grinning begins.
It is impossible to fool children…

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Swetha Vangaveti February 13, 2019 at 9:43 AM "It is impossible to fool children" - good one :) Caren Krutsinger February 13, 2019 at 11:44 AM We have lots of secret signals, the students and I. I have NO poker face where they are concerned. They read me like an open furnace.

M. L. Kiser February 13, 2019 at 7:03 AM Oh, I love this: "I have conditioned myself to pretend adult." Very original. Caren Krutsinger February 13, 2019 at 8:59 AM And I truly do not go into full-blown adult mode until absolutely necessary, as it is not my natural habitat. I do not live there.

Mahtab Bangalee February 12, 2019 at 11:53 PM all-knowing and its seems the world as insane; insanity lives in all-knowing being! Caren Krutsinger February 13, 2019 at 4:30 AM We all have it inside us, it is a matter of whether or not to reveal bits of it to others.

Panagiota Romios February 12, 2019 at 8:32 PM Caren, greetings.. Fantastic poem. Children have our number. Indeed. It's pure heaven to be you...with others. You teach children by being genuine Caren. This game of we must be adults is silly. I enjoy life best when I genuinely am me. I am most unhappy when hiding my true self. It wrinkles my soul. Panagiota. Again, great poem Caren Krutsinger February 13, 2019 at 4:35 AM I do not ever want to see your soul wrinkled Panagiota, and I hope you never ever get to that point for any reason. "Live your truth, and live your soul dream, be yourself," is my mantra. Thank you.

Line Gauthier February 12, 2019 at 7:02 PM Love this poem, Caren. Delightful. Caren Krutsinger February 13, 2019 at 4:33 AM Thank you Line. I was remembering a specific time many years ago when I got silly for a second on stage in front of many many new parents, saying "Would I lie?" and six of my hand-picked favorite children who were going to be tour guides who were standing beside me all nodded and said "YES You Would," horrifying my principal whose face turned tomato. I could not stop laughing.