She moves like a leaf on the wind.
So erratic and magnificent,
her colors fill the air
painting pictures
to fill our lungs
as she heads for the unknown
only to end up
a crunch underfoot.
Month: July 2017
Every Part
Lately I’ve been lost in thought
and unable to escape
the way you fill my brain and heart
with your voice, your eyes, your shape.
From the moment that I met you
I knew that trouble would ensue
since every part of me
wants every part of you.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Gone Away
I wonder where she’s gone,
the one I call my girl.
I’ve not seen her in so long
but I’ve been focused on this squirrel.
She may have left the state
or she just ran away.
She always comes back late,
but I get a fish so it’s okay.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2017
Muerte
Las sombras bailan
detrás de mis ojos
y las llamas parpadean
con los dedos rojos.
La noche cae
como una manta caliente
y mis ojos se cierran
permanentemente.
© Autumn Siders 2017
For Kicks
How long can you walk over me
before I fall flat?
How do you even sleep at night
using me like a door mat?
Eventually I will have had enough
and no words will fix
all the times you abused your privilege
just for the kicks.
There will come a day soon
when I will no longer be
and who will you have then
but the cold and heartless ghost of me?
© Autumn Siders 2017
#tbt
I drew a map and marked the spot
and there I sat waiting
with the hope that maybe someday
you might see the treasure
you thought you lost.
© Autumn Siders 2016
Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow
Today starts anew,
washing yesterday away.
Tomorrow can’t stay.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Forefathers
These forefathers we look up to
fought for many things:
FREEDOM OF RELIGION
AND FREEDOM TO DREAM.
They wanted, not a tyrant
who would dictate their lives,
but a government of the people
meant to help its members thrive.
Even still these grand men
had fortune and land
and already had more power
than most had at hand.
Those who died on the fields,
maybe not in vain,
died without freedom
and died in great pain.
Today we still want
THE FREEDOM TO DREAM
as a tyrant still lingers,
the joke of some meme.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Shallow Grave
I dug a grave yesterday. If you have to ask why, then you don’t know me very well. This has always been a dream of mine and I got the chance to dig in finally! I didn’t dig a full six feet, but I think I got about half way to the standard depth. Since I have accomplished this amazing feat, I thought I would share with you some tips and facts I picked up, you know, in case you’d like to dig your own grave.
- Pick an area that is not composed of rock
- Wear proper hand protection (see photo below)
- Bug spray is great
- Depth is all about perception (so is size, guys)
- It’s not as easy as they make it look in the movies, but it’s also not as hard (that’s what she said)
- You can drink too much water
- The amount of dirt in the ground looks far greater when stacked above your head
- When your heart begins to race, it’s a good idea to take a break
- No one looks as good as Dean Winchester while digging
- Filling it back up is actually harder
I hope these tips help you in your grave digging adventures and that if you find yourself six feet under, you aren’t in the supine position.
Rent
I have found a new place to live
and the rent is really cheap
I bargained down to three fish
after all, four seems kinda steep.
This place is perfect you see,
it’s got windows and screens
to watch all the squirrels
play in the grass that’s so green.
I can’t wait to move in
and for when the rent is due,
what were you confused?
You pay me. I’m not paying you.
Autumn Siders 