Friday, May 27, 2016

A Day Late and a Poem Short

Somehow, I completely lost track of April. Yes, pretty much the entire month has disappeared from memory. I did go on a cruise the first week of the month, but after's all a blur. I sort of remember unpacking, and trying to catch up on the bills and housework, but other than that....things get fuzzy..And now, here it is: the end of May.

So unfortunately I missed Robert Lee Brewer's Poem a Day Challenge for National Poetry Month which was almost two months ago. At first I thought "Awe, man! I blew it!" But then I realized, that I can still look up Mr. Brewer's prompts and I can still write a poem every day for a month. Well, I can try anyway. So here I go. Hopefully you will join me for the ride. I'll try and keep up.

The first prompt was to write a "Foolish Poem". There's something about that word that sort of bothers me. I don't mind the occasional surprise that makes you jump, or a silly rubber spider in your cereal, but for a person to purposely set another person up to make them feel stupid, seems hurtful, and alienating.'s my post for a "Foolish" poem:


No one wants to play the fool
The butt of jokes, the target
In a dart game, the bullseye
Talked and laughed about by all
Who need to put down others
In order to raise themselves.

Caren E. Salas

Monday, May 16, 2016

All Too Familiar

It all seems
But this time
It's not me
I wish though
It could be
I don't want 
To see her pain.

More blood work
The needles
The waiting
For hours
The meds and
The diets
Won't know 'til
We try it
I don't want 
Her going

It's all
More doctors
It's hard just
The answers
Seem so hard find.

So we go
On waiting
What seems like
I hope that
She makes it
I hope I 
Can take it
I feel like 
I'm losing mind.

Caren E. Salas