Wednesday, December 31, 2014

I'll Never Know #20

I'll never know how good of friends
We could have one day been
I'll never know the dreams you had
Or see your smiling face again.
I'll never know if you'd have liked
The story that I penned,
Yet just from my description
You swore you'd recommend.
You left too soon, so suddenly
No time for me to try
To let you know how much you meant
Or even say good-bye.


Caren E. Salas




Prompt #20 "I'll never..." This poem is for my friend Lori Eget. We met on a vacation and were instant friends. She seemed to have that effect on people. You met her and just felt like you'd known her forever.  Then one day I found out she had passed away. Her family didn't know me well enough to notify me, so I missed whatever service there might have been. I think about her all the time and wonder how our friendship might have grown, but I'll never know...











No Excuse #19

There's
No
Excuse
Good enough
For walking away,
The way you walked away from her.

Caren E. Salas



Prompt # 19 An "excuse" poem

Sweet Dreams #18

Sweet
Dreams
Linger
All day long
Until the night calls
And we go back to dream again.


Caren E. Salas


Prompt #18: a sweet or a sour poem.

Just Words #17

They're just words:
Neurological.
Multiple
Sclerosis.
Chronic pain. Auto-immune.
Until they are not.


Caren E. Salas





Prompt #17 - "Afflicted
Photo: bioresearchinstitute.com

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Holy Cow! #15

Holy cow! She said
As she watched the band perform
"We will remember"

Caren E. Salas





I know November is already over, but I'm still determined to finish the Poem a Day prompts, even though it's more like a poem every few days, haha, #15 prompt (wow, I only got through half, how sad.) was "holy ____" . I couldn't think of a thing at first, but then I was watching a video of my daughter's band performing a beautiful, touching and patriotic field show, "We Will Remember". The band had just done a spectacular visual and a woman in the crowd cried out "Holy Cow!". There were really not a lot of words to describe the feelings that overwhelmed the crowd. So I thought, I should do a haiku, because the form is perfect for when you have a lot to say, but don't need a lot of words to say it.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

The Shoe - Day 14

When the man with the size 10 shoe stepped on
Their trail, the ants were suddenly
Thrust into DEFCON ONE; red hot alert;
A panic of gigantic proportions.
Who do we follow? Who do we follow?
The wake of destruction: catastrophic!
Dead comrades covered 30 square inches
Of ground ahead of them. The casualties
Must be collected! The march must resume!
The work must continue! No time to mourn,
Or wait for the other shoe...to drop.


Caren E. Salas



Prompt today was "follow" 
Photo from:  http://fireant.tamu.edu/


Sunday, November 16, 2014

Theater Student - Day 13




Dance practice: 5 hours a day - 3 days a week. Mandatory.
Voice lessons: 2 hours a day - 2 days a week. Mandatory.
Acting class: 1 1/2 hours a day - 5 days a week. Mandatory.
Help with set construction and costume crew: Mandatory.
Rehearsals: 4-5 hours a day - 5-6 days a week. Mandatory.
Other courses you need for your degree: Only when necessary.
Homework from said other courses: As needed.
Going out after rehearsals for booze and/or coffee (usually in that order): As often as possible.

Eating and sleeping. Optional.



Caren E. Salas


Today's prompt was to write a poem about something "optional" which made me think about my college days. There was always so much to do, I barely had time to eat and sleep!

Saturday, November 15, 2014

The Pain - Day 12



There's a tremble in your stomach
And an ache you can't explain

An inability to speak
A tightness in your chest

Legs that falter, hands that shake
Constant thoughts that keep you awake

Tossing and turning
Staring out the window 

As time away tortures you
To your very soul.

You pray for relief
But you can't, won't release it

Because after all
You're in love.


Caren E. Salas







Day 12 Challenge: write about something "unseen" (as in an abstract idea, or something invisible, like wind.) Photo by Lauren Leslie


When - Day 11

Old man, old woman
Holding hands remembering
When they fell in love.

Caren E. Salas






Day 11 Prompt: write a "Timely", or a "Timeless".  I went with Timeless...and haiku.   My in-laws on the 60th wedding anniversary. (Next February it will be 65!)

Turtle Trouble - Day 10



When the boy down the street
Suggested our pond needed
A few small frogs, we thought, "Great!
A wonderful addition
To our turtle habitat!"
So he ran to get the frogs.

In a flash, he brought some back;
The cutest amphibians 
You can imagine, hopping
About, happy go lucky...
The trouble was, the turtles
Only thought of them...as lunch.

Caren E. Salas


Today's prompt was:  "______ Trouble". This is a sad. but true story. I honestly had no idea the turtles would actually eat the frogs. I literally gasped in horror when I saw it happen. I love my turtles, but...that was just not right. 

The Place to Be - Day 9

Southern California is the place to be
The sun shines all the time
No winter storms with snow or sleet
The weather is sublime.

It never rains to ruin your day
Hardly a cloud passes by
The problem is, when there is no rain
The place gets awfully dry.

The lakes diminish, the rivers narrow
And in case you were in doubt
They say water will be rationed soon
And we're in a full fledged drought

We don't get hurricanes, tornadoes or snow
And honestly earthquakes are few
But if we don't get a lot of rain soon
I'm not sure what we will do!


Caren E. Salas






Day 9's prompt was to write a poem based on something in the current news, Not wanting to get political, I figured I'd stick to something we in California have on our minds lately: The Drought.

Monday, November 10, 2014

Gone - Day 8

blind
spots
here, there,
everywhere
growing every day
until the sun no longer shines
first dim, then darker, until one day, all light is gone



Caren E. Salas














Prompt : "blind": physically mentally or emotionally

Candy Corn - Day 7




Every Halloween they call
To me: those yellow, orange, 
And white triangles from hell.
They're my addiction,
And I just can't help myself.
Candy corn is the devil.


Caren E. Salas


Prompt: write a "compulsion" poem. I know it's late for Halloween candy, but it is a recent compulsion, which I'm glad is over for another year. I know it's always around somewhere, but at least it's not down every aisle of the stores except during Halloween!


The Dark - Day 6

Sometimes you have to try and survive
The coldest and stormiest night,
To know how it feels when the sun hits your face
And the joy when dark turns to light.


Caren E. Salas




The prompt today was "Happy now" as in are you happy now, or are you HAPPY now? I went with the first option...

Keep this Heart - Day 5




Keep this heart of mine
Someplace safe, someplace quiet.
Don't make me regret
Having given it to you.
It's fragile; handle with love.


Caren E. Salas




Prompt for today was "Keep this ____"

Thursday, November 6, 2014

A Date with Wonder Woman - Day 4

She's a beautiful heroine, strong and true                          
Dazzling in her outfit of red, white and blue
But out on a date, she hasn't a clue
About what she should do, about what she should do.

Because right from the start, she ties up the guy
With her Lasso of Truth, in case he might lie
And there's no chance of romance by the look in her eye
So he just says good-bye, he just says good-bye.

She stares at the dinner still left on her plate
And wonders if it's just her, or maybe it's fate
That she's loved throughout the United States
But she can't get a date, she can't get a date.


Caren E. Salas


photo: icollector.com

Prompt: Write a Hero or Heroine poem

Tuesday, November 4, 2014

The Mist - Day 3



The Mist

After the rain fell
A soft mist hugged the mountain
Like a mother's touch
A quilt over its shoulders
Comfort on a cold damp night.

Caren E. Salas



Day 3 of NOVPAD: Robert Lee Brewer's prompt for this one was a "blanket" poem. I loved how open this one was. It could mean a literal blanket, a blanket statement or even a blanket of mist...





My Long Lost Life Long Friend - Day 2 (NOVPAD)

It was strange.
One day she was gone;
My best friend
Confidant
Left no forwarding address,
Just a question mark.

The years passed,
And then suddenly
She was back!
All was good,
'Cause my long lost life long friend
Found her way back home.


Caren E. Salas




Today's prompt was a "together again" poem. Sometimes things happen in our lives that are beyond our control, but if we're really lucky, life has a way of restoring things.

Sunday Afternoon Optimism - Day 1 (NOVPAD)

Sunday afternoon
The week ahead all planned out.
With optimism
And a smile, I look forward.
Going to get so much done!

Monday morning comes;
Radio alarm sings out
Time to start the day!
However, motivation,
Sadly...has left the building.

Caren E. Salas





I have decided to accept the challenge of Robert Lee Brewer's "Poem a Day" for the month of November. Yes, I'm a little behind in posting, but I have been doing the writing. So this is the first day's prompt which was: a "game over" poem. It's in Tanka form.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Inside

 
Inside,
Screaming demons cry;
Pain and fear
Suddenly grasping.
Hope derailed.
Me...knowing
Why?
Knowing me
Derailed hope?
Grasping suddenly,
"Fear and pain!"
Cry demons...
Screaming inside.


Caren E. Salas



Graphic Art by Christian Salas (Wndrlandinc)
https://www.facebook.com/WndrlandInc/timeline

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

All Wrong

My father sighed as he pushed
My wheelchair, "It's not supposed
To be like this. You should be
Pushing me." We both chuckled,
Still feeling inside that this
Was all wrong, all upside down.


Caren E. Salas


Inspired by Robert Lee Brewer's "Poetic Asides" - prompt: an upside-down poem


Wednesday, August 6, 2014

Good Night Moon


 
  
The moon is trying to blow me a kiss
But the midnight fog jealously blind-folds
The earth, still he peeks through and winks at me
And I smile at the secret we're sharing.
Good night moon; good night lover. Fill the night
With golden slumbers, and peaceful dreams.
The ocean tides ebb and flow in response
To you, like deep breathing in a restful sleep.
Good night moon; good night lover. Let me go.
I hate to leave you, but we'll meet again.
 

Caren E. Salas



Saturday, August 2, 2014

Just Somewhere


No place in particular
Just somewhere to rest awhile
To be with friends, talk and swim
Meet new people, enjoy life
Nothing that you have to do
But to try and make it last.


Caren E. Salas






photo by William Salas

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Away

Nothing to do
Nowhere to go
No one that needs me
To take them
To give them
To listen, to see
No real time
Just day time
And night
Hungry or not
Cooler or hot
Peace for a while
For a moment
Or two
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do.

Caren E. Salas


Tuesday, July 22, 2014

I'm Already There

Sometimes I'm sure that I'm already there
In some sort of hell, though I'm unsure of where.
And I'm forced to endure my life over again
In events and experiences that I never win.
And just when I figure, this time I can't fail
There's a glitch in the system, a tear in the sail.
Back to the starting gate, scratched off the list,
I aimed straight for the target, but fumbled and missed.
But for some unknown reason, I keep playing the game
Though I know that the outcome is always the same.
Sometimes I'm sure that I'm already gone
To some sort of hell, still compelled to go on.

Caren E. Salas





Photo by William Salas

Wednesday, May 28, 2014

Somewhere

Sometimes
Life sucks
A dream dies
A child cries
A heart breaks
And there's no place
To run away and hide
Sometimes...



Some days
All's lost
Hope fades
The game's played
The rain pours
And there's no more
Wishes to be made
Some days...



But somewhere
I know
The sky is blue
The day is new
We'll get the chance
To get up and dance
Like we don't care
Somewhere...



Sometime
Some day
Somewhere.

Caren E. Salas













Monday, May 19, 2014

Lost Me

I'm lost
Not because I wandered off
Pretty sure
I was misplaced
Set aside
Somewhere safe
Only no one thought
To remember
Exactly where
I'm out of sight
Out of mind
The dust collects
So does the time but I
Just wait
For a sign
For a sound
For someone
To find me
And clear the dust off me
Maybe even
The someone
Who lost me.



Caren E. Salas

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Rescue Me


Rescue me from every days
From same old things
And bad clich├ęs.

Let's go some place no one knows
Where nothing matters 
And nothing shows.

Forget the norm, we'll just go mad
And live a life
We never had.

Rescue me and make me smile
And I'll know peace
At least a while.


Caren E. Salas


Wednesday, February 19, 2014

A Lovely Kind of Day

It was a lovely kind of happy
     Joyous melancholy day;
Friends and family gathered all
     From near and far away.

We hugged and smiled, laughed and cried
     Raised glasses for a toast;
Remembering sweet moments past
     And people we loved most.

We talked for hours, ate good food
     And mourned how fast time flies;
Excited we could be together,
     Knowing soon there'd be good-byes.

And as the night came to a close
     We lingered by the door;
This precious time was ending,
     Though our hearts still yearned for more.

It was a lovely kind of happy
      Joyous melancholy day;
And if the day could last forever,
      Forever's where we'd stay.


Caren E. Salas


   

Monday, January 27, 2014

Rude

Did you happen to see the elephant
That went galloping through my room last night?
He made a big impression...on my head.
I know it wasn't his fault, but I wish
That he'd at least said, "Ma'am excuse me please,
I'm running really late for my massage!"
It may have been the sunglasses he wore
As his disguise, that made it difficult 
To see me, but I thought it rather rude
Of him to squish and leave without a word.


Caren E. Salas








Photo: www.spectaclesblog.com

Friday, January 17, 2014

On This Side


Like the rug being pulled out
From under my feet, it feels
Wrong, unfair, ridiculous
Something better is out there
But I have to endure more
Pain before I am allowed

To try or even dream it
Sure feels like I've done my time
Already, but clearly not
To those deciding what's "best"
If they just knew how things felt
On this side of the needle....

I think things would be different.
 
 

Caren E. Salas



Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Disillusion

Sometimes it feels like the darkness is closing in
On this world, where gain is elevated above compassion;
Where truth has become an option of convenience
And not an ethical imperative;
Where generosity is measured not in the rewards
Of the heart, but by the tax deduction;
Where Art and Music are fleeting and expendable
And common sense is not so common;
Where inflicting pain through acts of violence,
Real or imagined, is considered entertainment;
Where making that deadline or appointment
Justifies reckless disregard for human life;
Where children are losing the ability to communicate
Face to face, and courtesy is obsolete;
Where a love that lasts forever is
For all intents and purposes...extinct,
And has been replaced by instant and temporary gratification.
Is this the dark before the dawn?
Or just the beginning...of the end?


Caren E. Salas


(I know, what a way to start off a new year, right? I guess there were a few things I had to get off my chest...)