Friday, February 26, 2016


I'm still here
But you can't see me
Closed your eyes
So I'll go away.

I'm still here
But you won't hear me
Turned your back
To what I say.

I'm still here
Though I'm deleted
Marked and cut
Without a paste.

I'm still here
But I don't exist
Because to you
I've been erased.

Caren E. Salas

Thursday, February 11, 2016

Just a Dream

Sometimes I think
It was just a dream
Another life
Me, imagining.

My dancing shoes
Have gathered dust
My singing voice 
Is a little rusty.

My body is tired.
My song is sad;
A quiet echo
Of what once I had.

But still I try
No giving in,
Discouraged by
What could have been.

It may not end 
The way I planned,
But I'm on my feet
And I can make a stand.

And if I can stand,
Then I can dance.
Another show.
Another chance.

I refuse to quit.
No surrendering,
And never stop

That once I thought
It was just a dream
Another life
Me, imagining.

Caren E. Salas

Photo: CSUDH  "A Chorus Line" 1988