Month: August 2016

Scratch

It was all fun and games

until I saw that look in your eye

and I knew without a doubt

in a moment I could die.

Your beauty in that fluffy fur

is a disguise you wear so well

since just one false move

and in a second I am in hell.

Beneath the fluffy exterior

comes the sharpened blade

that slices through my finger

a gaping wound is made.

And soon the blood is flowing

with not an end in sight

and I know that I am lucky

you’ve spared my life tonight.

Then, as if nothing had changed

you come back expecting love;

of course I give it freely,

but maybe this time with a glove.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Immeasurable

My love for you in immeasurable

since no unit of measurement could withstand

the weight, depth, energy, or distance

of the power you leave in my hand.

For you, I am more than mere mortal

as my strength increases ten fold

and there’s not a thing I wouldn’t do

since it’s my heart that you hold.

© AUtumn Siders 2016

The Heat Never Bothered Me Anyway

You close the door

and say absolutely not

yet I don’t understand

it can’t be that hot.

I wait so patiently

like the good kitten I am

and I let out a meow;

you still don’t give a damn.

What torture this is

that I must endure?

Just let me out,

I’ll be fine, I’m sure.

Well if the answer is no

then I will just go to bed

since I cannot even fathom

the crazy thoughts in your head.

–

A quick five-hour nap

and I hear the door creak

time to get out

and sneak a quick peak.

I run with the speed

of a prized derby horse

rounding the corner

taking the quickest course.

I run through the door

and something is not well

certainly this had to be

the doorway to hell.

The heat hits me

just like a brick

and I drop to the ground,

I think I’m going to be sick.

–

So there may be a chance

that you had it all right,

no way am I staying out here,

goodbye and goodnight.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Devour

I devour the words

as they pass by my eyes

my hunger never appeased,

my hunger never dies.

With one book down

and so many to go

I am starving for knowledge

of what I don’t already know.

Feast and never famine

is the way it should be

with a book always in hand

the soul can forever be free.

© Autumn Siders 2016

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A single moment

in a lonely life

when 1 meets 1

and does equal 2.

The outside world

watches on in wonder

but their beliefs

are just not true.

And 1 knows

what 1 knows

but speculate still

the others do.

Friendship is sweeter

and just as rich

so 1 and 1 laugh;

others haven’t got a clue.

© Autumn Siders 2016