Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

They Are My Fodder I Am Their Author

They are teachers. Conference day.
Many clumped up, together, visiting.
I am my usual lone wolf self, doing what I want.
Realizing how foolish it would be to share my ideas.
When so many others have a need to share theirs.
I stay back in the corner taking notes, listening stealthily.
Writing it down in my mind to be used in my poetry later.

She was so unassuming, they will say.
She looked so innocent, they will think.
She has written a book about us! They will gasp.
Who am I kidding?
No one has recognized themselves yet
Even when I was being as blatant as I dared
Waiting for the wrath of an overbearing aunt
Or an under-caring co-worker.

Even when they did not know, and everyone else did.
They are my fodder.
I am their author.
I laugh. 
Silently,
trying to
not show
them my
wolf teeth.

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M. L. Kiser February 16, 2019 at 10:11 PM Writers write what they know. People think they can get away with everything...not when a writer's around. Caren Krutsinger February 16, 2019 at 11:56 PM I feel like a police detective sometime. I know more about what is going on in the building than anybody, except the students who always know the most and share with me. Usually saying "Do not tell the grown ups," and I do not.

Mystic Rose Rose February 15, 2019 at 6:44 PM That is the way with the observant writer, we have many stories stashed in our little minds and heart, well done Karen, xo Caren Krutsinger February 15, 2019 at 6:46 PM Thank you Pixie Dust. I am vigilant, always watching, and invisible now due to my age.

Maurice Rigoler February 15, 2019 at 2:26 PM Your last line, dear Caren, draws blood! I'm glad I didn't become a school teacher, though I did teach German in college to students who needed extra credit to graduate. The school environment (and the students of today) are a far cry from my grammar school days! Thanks for the compliment about my use of metaphors, etc. / M Caren Krutsinger February 15, 2019 at 3:18 PM You are so welcome my friend! Stand back. I am ready to try my only German phrase on you. "Zut and Papa". Am I close?

Susan Jeavons February 15, 2019 at 12:59 PM I love that last stanza Caren! Great write! Susan Caren Krutsinger February 15, 2019 at 3:19 PM I thank you and my wolf teeth are howling your glory, my friend.

Phil Capitano February 15, 2019 at 12:31 PM This is so good Caren, the way you describe yourself and where you get your inspiration. Very cool. Caren Krutsinger February 15, 2019 at 3:20 PM Thank you Phil. I shall put my cloak and my dagger down, long enough to pick up my machete and write you a proper pirate thank you. Uh-oh. New poem idea. Got to walk a plank somewhere.