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The Raw Truth

The raw truth is that

you can make me or break me.

One simple smile seems

so innocent but faintly

below that heart-melting

and flashing smile

is something darker

and it lingers a while.

So love me or destroy me

I give my heart just the same.

The chances I am taking

could leave my heart maimed

and still I would rather risk

what little I have on you

because it’s that damn smile

that makes me do what I do.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Twitter Tuesday

Malcom needed proof that he wasn’t crazy but all the evidence seemed to point in the opposite direction.

 

When creating a work of art, it is not necessary to make it understandable but rather relatable to all.

 

I once found a wallet on the ground and when I returned it to the owner, the only thanks I received was from the universe.

 

Why does twitter call them tweets and restrict us to 140 characters? I know plenty of birds who tweet much more than that.

 

A pair of eyes watched from a tree across the street as Melissa slowly undressed, oblivious to the audience. Max the cat enjoyed the view.

 

Meow That’s What I Call Music Volume 3

Every cat has its claws

Just like every nap has its end

Just like every stray cat sings a sad, sad song,

Yeah, every cat has its claws.

What’s fish got to do with it

what’s fish but a scrumptious meal for me

what’s fish got to do with it

who needs dessert when tuna is the best.

Oh, I wanna mouse with somebody

I wanna hunt him down with somebody

Yeah, I wanna mouse with somebody

with somebody who pets me.

‘Cause if you like the way you look that much

on, baby, you are probably a cat

and if you think that I am gorgeous too

Well I will go and love myself.

Oh yeah, I’ll tell you something

You don’t need to understand

When I yell that something

I wanna scratch your hand.

#tbt

There is a winter scene

painted on canvas before me.

A single light illuminates

a snow covered tree.

There is a winter scene

full of life out the window.

The cars bustle and the people

bundle as the snow piles grow.

There is a winter scene

deep within my soul.

The longer I go without you

the more my heart is not whole.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Twitter Tuesdays

I myself do not have a Twitter account, mainly because I can’t figure out what it actually accomplishes. However, there is one good attribute of Twitter that every writer should take part in once in their endeavors. The 140 character limit. There is no better way to hone your writing than to limit the amount of words you can use to convey your message. So with no further explanation, Tuesdays shall now become my day to tweet on my blog. That is until Twitter tells me to stop and get a Twitter account.

–Albert’s problem always seemed to be that the whole world was against him. Maybe it’s just that he was the only one against the world.

–On my way to the store I saw an elephant, a kangaroo, and a family of chimpanzees. I am never playing Jumanji again.

–Relationships have become such a game. I wouldn’t mind it if mine wasn’t a combination of Battleship and Operation.

–I often think that my cat is the only one who loves me until I come to the startling realization that she loves no one.

–Music has the astounding ability of making us feel everything and nothing at the same time. Kind of like my ex-girlfriend.