Ode to Cheerios (Day 29 - an Ode)

Ode to Cheerios

Oh Cheerios! My bowl of Cheerios!

You're a crispy taste delight!

You make my mouth so happy,

Each time I take a bite.

Oh Cheerios! My bowl of Cheerios!

You're so healthy and they say

You're beneficial to my heart,

So I'll eat you every day!

Caren E. Salas

photo:  cheerios.ca

The World Without... (Day 28 - The world without _____)

The World Without...

One more bad attitude
One more harsh word
Too much lost patience
Emotions not heard.

We could live without it
Take a breath, count to ten
Forgive and forget
Try and smile once again.

One more good outlook
One more kind touch
A little more patience
Might just mean so much.


Caren E. Salas

In the Center of the Universe (Day 27 "In the _____of the _____")

In the Center of the Universe

In the center of the universe

The stars have all aligned.

The galaxies have all agreed

To sparkle in my mind.

The meteors and comets

Are showering ice and stone,

And exploding supernovas

Send me to the "Twilight Zone".

But amidst this space I realize

Something I already knew,

That the center of the universe

Is after all, not you.

Caren E. Salas

(We all know someone don't we?)

photo:  jpl.nasa.gov

My Turn (Day 26 a poem about following/leading)

My Turn

I've spent my life giving in,

Following, the last in line.

My needs yielding to others;

My desires being ignored.

So when will it be my turn?

It's time that I take the lead.

Caren. E. Salas

Moon Fall (Day 25 - a "falling" poem)

                                                        

                                                      Moon Fall

      The moonlight drips like liquid silver

           Settling first on the dark ocean's surface

                      And then exploding into sparks of light

                              That float down to the bottom of the sea

                                                            And become...sand dollars.

       Caren E. Salas

 Photo: http://www.arkinspace.com/

I Wonder (Day 24 - a prayer poem)

I Wonder

Are You still out there?
I wonder...
Where has my faith gone?

Caren E. Salas

Love Me (Day 23 - a "stop doing what you're doing" poem

Love Me


Stop talking.
Hold me in your arms
And listen
To my heart.
Stop trying to fix what's wrong
And just love me more.



Caren E. Salas

Perfect Day (Day 22 - a "only one of its kind" poem)

Perfect Day

A perfect August day
Everything went wrong
The limousine broke down
I panicked at the song.

The flowers weren't quite right
Your pants had to be hemmed
The time was running late
Would everyone attend?

But when the music started
I saw your face and knew
That what made this day perfect
Was that I was marrying you.


Caren E. Salas

Zak (Day 21 - a "second thoughts" poem)

Zak

Locked up tight

In a haunted house

Living ghost

Adventures

Filming shadows, recording

Voices in the dark.

Picking fights

With Satan himself,

Shows no fear

I wonder

If he has second thoughts now

As he waits for dawn.

Caren E. Salas

                                                                                                                                                       

Inspired by Zak Bagans and the crew of Ghost Adventures.

(Call me crazy but I love that show.)

I'm Still Here! (Day 20 - "Message in a Bottle" Poem)

I'm Still Here!

Dear Family,
Have you missed me? I'm still here, in my room.
True, I'm buried by blankets, covered in
facial tissue, and surrounded by cold
Medications. Just listen for the sounds
Of sniffles and coughing. Send the dog in
To find me, but don't worry, I'm still here.
By the way, you're on your own for dinner.
You wouldn't want me to spread my cooties,
Of course not. And make sure you clean your rooms.
I may have to take tomorrow off too.


Caren E. Salas

Tin Man (Day 19 - Love or Anti-love)

Tin Man

Cold, hard, metal shell

Hollow, heartless, dreamless man

Living in the fear

Of losing at love again

He would rather feel nothing.

Caren E. Salas

Like Waking from a Dream (Day 18 Like_____)

Like Waking from a Dream

There are moments in our lives...

Moments, when all those offers too good to be true,

Become transparent;

Moments, when the prize you have grasped in your hands

Seems to evaporate;

Moments, when everything you've believed in all your life

Starts to fade away;

Moments when you find yourself lingering between real and surreal,

But you can't tell the difference;

Moments that feel like you're waking from a wonderful dream, 

And you can't go back to sleep.

Caren E. Salas

Progress (Day 17 a "Big Picture" poem)

Progress

Will books someday be obsolete; relics

From the past just like the Ford Model T?

Will kids stop learning to speak to others,

And electronic communication

Instead, replace human conversation?

Will travel become a thing of the past,

And virtual vacations, the new norm?

Will the technology meant to connect

Us all, be the tool that destroys contact

Leaving us desensitized and hollow

Shells? This may be the "progress" that's coming.

Caren E. Salas

You and I (Day 16 - a "moment in time" poem)

You and I


Morning fog
The cry of seagulls
Crashing waves
You and I
Walk down the beach together
And talk of nothing.



Caren E. Salas

Me - In a Nutshell (Day 15 - a profile poem)

The prompt for the day, via Robert Lee Brewer's website, was to write a profile of yourself or someone else. I chose myself since, well, I'm around me everyday. I chose the title because it only made sense: I'm a nut.

Me - In a Nutshell

Completely mental, impossibly hormonal,

Partially Irish, chemically blondish,

Beach bumming body boarder,

Bike rider, book hoarder,

Family loving, dog walking,

Turtle hugging, crazy woman.

Taxi driver, housekeeper,
Homework teacher, coffee drinker,

Loves crepes, and creme brulee,

Hates peas and medications,
Writer, poet, dreamer, artist.
Loving, caring, passionate heart.


Caren E. Salas