Friday, October 22, 2010

Stay Awake

Normally I welcome sleep,
But lately I dread the thought
Of the nightmares that await.
Memories of the pain and fear
Haunt me 'til the morning comes.
I want to just...stay awake...

Caren E. Salas

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Drive to Your Dreams!

"The Department of Motor Vehicles"...

Not very poetic to say it
Not at all pretty to see
The clerks are not very friendly
Not that I would expect them to be.

The walls are quite drab and depressing
Lines of people spill out the front door
A monotone voice makes announcements
"Now serving G - zero - two - four".

There's no way of getting around it
This DMV hell, so it seems
Passing tests of patience and knowledge
Before you can drive to your dreams.

Caren E. Salas
(Photo by William Salas)

For my daughter: who passed!!

Inspiration strikes at the oddest places sometimes, but seriously, what else is there to do while you are waiting at the DMV?  After a while I started getting punchy. I looked outside and it was pouring down rain...of course. Could the day get any better? I had to laugh or I was gonna' cry. Whatcha' gonna' do? 


Raining...of Course.

At the DMV waiting
Of course it starts raining
My car's parked a mile away.

I hope it will let up
but I don't even get up
"That's just great!" is all I can say.

Caren E. Salas 

And to all those DMV employees: I apologize, my heart goes out to you, but hey, would it kill you to smile?

Friday, October 15, 2010

The Next Dark Day

It's hard to tell sometimes
The day the darkness starts.
It's just a little harder reading
Just a little fuzzy looking down the street.

But soon I realize
The next dark day is coming.
The words I read have letters missing
Faces seem to blend into the crowd.

And then it's all around
The darkness fills my world.
How long? I have no way of knowing,
Counting time 'til all I know is night.

Caren E. Salas

Friday, October 8, 2010

A Positive Rejection

They say that if you get a note
In actual pen and ink,
Written in the editor's hand
Than maybe you don't stink.

They say that if you get response
At all than that's a sign,
That maybe you are on your way
To being first in line.

But either way it's all the same
A pill or an injection,
And sugar just can't sweeten
One more positive rejection.

Caren E. Salas

Monday, October 4, 2010

Not Well

Woke up with a screaming banshee
In my head, clawing madly
At the sides of my brain trying
To escape through my eye sockets
All the while reminding me
I am not a well person.

Caren E. Salas