Author: Autumn

End of the Beginning

It ended as suddenly as it began

and like most things in life

it wasn’t according to plan.

That moment is etched deep in my brain

and living it a million times over,

from your charm I still could not refrain.

But now, this new beginning has begun

and perhaps my heart will return,

battered and bruised, but far from done.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Good Girl

I hear the words, “five more minutes,”

and I know that I have ten

since each time they say that

I know they’ve lied again.

So I put on my sad face

and sulk away to bed

pretending to believe them

while the plot forms in my head.

Well, on my way to slumber

I’ll claim that I got lost

and rip that carpet up

no matter what the cost.

Counting down the minutes

I hear the doorknob click

and think, they didn’t lie!

or perhaps this is a trick.

So I stop my deviant behavior

and bring back those sad, sad eyes

knowing that a treat will come

because I’ve got my good girl disguise.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

The Birds and the Bees

The steam from my coffee

is the only movement I see

yet the birds outside my window

are chirping with glee.

Soon the day will break

and my coffee will not steam

but bees will be buzzing by

working hard for their regime.

I enjoy the peaceful moment

and sip my coffee for a while

until my arms find you yet again

and my heart can feel you smile.

© Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

The air is crisp

and the night is still;

we wait in silence

and study drill.

The field is empty

waiting for us to fill

the crisp air with music

and our hearts with thrill.

We find our spots

and scatter on the field

the first notes come to life

and to the drums we yield.

Our instruments, our weapons

which we so proudly wield

unstoppable we are together

with a wall of sound as our shield.

A soft patter falls on our heads,

mother nature’s will.

This heavy fog cannot

our good nature kill.

As the final note rings out

we retreat with expert skill

and leave the air ever crisp

and the night forever still.

© Autumn Siders 2009

I Can No Other Answer Make

Words do not begin to explain

the feelings in my heart and brain.

–

The kindness bestowed upon me

whether I am worthy or not

is one that warms the heart

and is sure not to be forgot.

–

The bard himself knew too well

there are no other words to say

that capture what I need to tell.

–

So whether it be one day of the year

or every other one in between

know that my heart is forever full

of a love that is both felt and seen.

–

Thanks, is the answer I make

as my gratitude is yours to take.

© Autumn Siders 2016