Caren Poems - Poems about Caren

Caren Krutsinger As a poet, she’s a whimsical humdinger Her imagination soars to incredible heights I love her woodland fantasy flights. Caren Krutsinger As a wordsmith, she comes up with a zinger That makes us chuckle with glee An entertainer par excellence, she’s also free! Caren Krutsinger Will be the first to admit she’s not a singer But she drives much too fast And sings...

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stealthy Aunt Caren a text from favorite niece cat sharpening claws with nail file keep an eye on Mom not to worry dear she is in my sights unaware of course...

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She is the reigning queen of poetry soup Producing a plethora of poems at will as from a mill Children or adults, she fits into every group A woman of childlike innocence and goodwill Though her poems cannot be ranked first rate They flow smoothly with ease, and never need edit Hardly enters a contest but has written everyday till date And...

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A Gemini, I have a mercurial personality. This means I successfully eliminated a lot of jobs Before settling on my current position. The children I work with do not question it when my burgundy hair gets a white stripe down the part. They know I am older. I tell them I am a hundred and fourteen. It makes them laugh. My eyes...

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For Milton I’ve nothing but praise His comments lift me like sun rays Milton comments a lot So he’s at the top spot I value his support always Cute Caren works ever so hard She is an exceptional bard Posts ten poems each night For our joy and delight I hold her in such high regard Kudos to Caren and Milton for all the...

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There is a secret underground organization called CHCC I feel them spying on me and undermining my every move. Every click of the computer or I-phone is in a will-not-work-groove. The Computers Hate Caren Club is in full force you see....

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no lay about souped up speed ~ omnipresent in a different league Tease a Friend Poetry Contest Sponsored by Bobby...

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Caren K sure makes me giggle ~ When Trixie pulls her nose, it wiggles January 12, 2021 ...

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C olorful vibrant sparkling and joyful A ccomplished artist and poet R acy imagination to spare E mbraces life with gusto N aughty and nice a friend to all K een advocate of the sisterhood R aising the bar of exuberance U topia the goal within reach T enaciously bubbly every day S tudio bursting with passion I nstincts to assist the weak...

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Above and beyond Both profession and calling I only wish every child has a teacher Like Caren in life Then not a single child Would ever be left behind And have a fighting chance To advance...

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Our mother was the prettiest mom in the room. Creative, multi-talented, always doing much more than what was average. We never had a store bought dress and ours were gorgeous with ribbons, lace, and rickrack. Mom did not need a pattern. She would see a dress in a storefront and make one like it that...

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~ Tribute to Caren K. ~ To every poet on Poetry Soup -- Her heart's desire -- is to be part of your loop...

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always thanks for sharing but i don't like Boston not the city but the band but know their song but i don't like that either but the title sings like lightning ready to strike for when i write the hairs on my legs chest face and head know these poems for her are more than a feeling...

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LET’S TENDS TO OUR FRIEND CAREN Caterpillar in chrysalis, mummified pain, sleep it off. Doze o beautiful butterfly, wings clipped but for a raging season. Fair garden waits, as your friends tend to pests, at your behest, and string pretty things that will win your smile. Fly, with your similitude of pattern, delighting in your fairy garden. The twinkle of green and periwinkle dusty stars, grins of slight mischief in their...

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We met for real the other day. It was time for a sit down and we wanted to play. Line, my first follower, and I. We had a great time, I do not lie. The first hurdle was, where do we meet? The zoo? The planetarium or library so sweet? We both love books, and we love to read. So library...

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