Swaying in the breeze,
the ocean beneath the trees,
sun is out to please.
Tag: nature
Thunder Storm
The darkness knows
as the thunder rolls
and the rain drops fall,
forming a wet wall.
Umbrellas snap,
heads with caps
as patrons splash
under the lightning crash.
The rain subsides
as clouds begin to hide
and water drips
in between coffee sips.
© Autumn Siders 2017
River
This river has flowed
since long before I was born
and breathed life into these woods
deep within a landscape so torn.
The gentle trickle fills my heart
and transports me to a place
where death and destruction
exist not within time and space.
Each rock veers its course
but still it carries on
to someplace unknown
where true strength belongs.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Dawn Fixes
Steam flies to the sky,
coffee blesses the cold air,
birds welcome the sun.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Dandelion
Yellow spot of life
in a green and distant field,
a spark will remain.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Harvest
With every breath that leaves our lungs,
we give our captors the advantage.
They give us just enough
to keep us on our feet.
The cycle carries on
as we breathe in and out
and they take what we give,
returning oxygen to our brains.
Our brains then rot,
as does our flesh.
Once again we give,
so they can grow.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Fumes
History repeats,
the world breathes in pungent fumes,
and man is to blame.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Unknown Depth
The roaring brook is like
music to my ears
with its unknown depth
drowning my fears
and the trees overhead
block out the light
sending me into the darkness
I need to fight.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Midwinter
Midwinter morning
even the birds will not sing
notes frozen in air.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Bipolar
Mother Nature is bipolar
at least as of late she seems.
One minute she is frigid
the next a hellfire gleams.
Did she fall off her meds
or did she simply misplace
a treatment for her condition
which is now a mental case?
No, Mother Nature is not to blame
seeing as she is the victim
of human nature’s game.
Autumn Siders 