The Maze

Around each stony corner
Each dark and silent turn
Is a question I can't answer
A secret I can't burn.

Dreams that go unnoticed
Hope that's now decayed
Faith that goes unnurtured
Passions never played.

I grope in utter blindness
For something I can hold
A word to bring me comfort
A shelter from the cold.

Yet like a maze eternal
My path leads into night
No glimpse of moon or morning
No happy end in sight.

Caren E. Salas

Overcast

Not sunny
Not stormy
Not snowy
Not rainy
Not windy
Not cold
Not hot
Not anything...but gray.

Not green
Not purple
Not blue
Not yellow
Not pink
Not black
Not white
Not anything...but gray.

Not happy
Not sad
Not angry
Not surprized
Not excited
Not thinking
Not interested
Not anything...at all.

Caren E. Salas

Step by Step

Step by step
Soft and wet

Footprints left behind

Surf and sand

Land and sea

Poems to unwind

Pebbles, stones

Ocean foam

Life inside a shell

Seagulls cry

Sky so blue

Stories yet to tell.

Caren E. Salas

She Lives

Whenever I'm tempted,
to give into the pain
roll up in a ball
to whine and complain,

I look to my friend
for whom "can't" is no answer.
She acts like an angel,
and fights like a panther.

Nothing's impossible
too much or too far.
When I'm lost in the dark,
she's my shining star.

She dreams and she dares
She loves and she gives
She faces the darkness
She hopes...and she lives.

And though sometimes she feels
that her efforts are small
She's my hero,
my inspiration,
and my friend, above all.


Caren E. Salas


for Becky :)

Mine

Soft and swirling waves,

No two patterns are the same

Fingerprints of mine.

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Caren E. Salas