Caren Krutsinger Poet Free verse

Wild Outrageous Bursting Orange

When my enthusiasm is high and I feel joyful 
my mind is orange.
Wildly and outrageously colorful, 
bursting with happy to help sad out.

Sad is gray. 
She wants to hold me under her muck 
until I cannot breathe.

I begin shrieking for orange and hot pink and yellow
to save me, and they do.

Brown and gray hate me, 
and I despise and detest and ignore them whenever possible.
They want me to be depressed and angry, my most non-self.

I would be quite mad, certifiable probably,
if orange and yellow and neon pink did not shower
me with love and respect and bliss.

I would be carried off in a straight jacket
if people realized how psychedelic I am inside.
But I keep it under wraps.

It is bad enough to have nightmares where
I am screaming and kicking, trying to be myself as 
infamous gray and angry brown attempt to 
drowned me in the squishy mud of Status Quo Swamp.  

Sh!
Rest assured.
I do not go quietly.

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Ann Gilmour December 23, 2018 at 4:35 PM Wow Caren, even though I have never met you this poem describes you so well I feel sure! I love that you are psychedelic inside and you would never go quietly - I would expect nothing less, haha... I love your quirkyness and your warmth and all the other crazy adjectives that describe your personality. Love & hugs Ann xx Caren Krutsinger December 23, 2018 at 6:54 PM Thank you Ann. I know now that you truly DO know me, as this poem more than any other out of the hundreds I have written is a true reflection of the ME that I know the BEST. All the best to you my friend, on the other side of the pond. When you look at the stars tonight, know we are sharing them, my friend.