Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

The Feet Never Lie

The feet never lie.
I do not ask what she means
But I think about what she has said for over twenty years.
The feet never lie? The feet never lie? I stare at my feet,
Wishing I had asked. Wondering what stopped me.

I have my doubts about you.
Gulp.
It is my thesis committee chair.
I do not ask what he means, because I am terrified.
I keep silent, wondering. I have wondered for twenty-two years.
I have my doubts about you.
Hm……
I have my doubts about you.

Casual comments.
Probably long-forgotten by the ones who uttered them.
They have had a profound effect on me,
Making me realize that I needed to ask.
Wondering what stopped me.

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M. L. Kiser November 6, 2018 at 1:37 PM Yes, why do we do that? Why don't we ask right then and there? Perhaps they mean nothing and they're just bluffing to see our reactions? Is it a test of our personality and strengths? I've got one I'm still wondering about, too. Well penned. Caren Krutsinger November 6, 2018 at 1:40 PM It is strange to me that these questions I had were never answered only due to my own hesitance to ask them.

Rhona Mcferran November 6, 2018 at 7:53 AM It is strange how we let those "casual comments" slide sometimes... and like you say, wonder about them even years later. Great write! ;) Caren Krutsinger November 6, 2018 at 8:09 AM I sometimes think "why didn't I ask?" what kept me silent?