You can take
that camera
and shove it
where the flash
don’t shine.
You can leave
right now
and give me the space
which is rightfully
mine.
Tag: photogallery
PicPocket
Black
and perfectly
devoid.
Perfection
in nothing
visible to
the human eye.
What were you?
What are you?
We will never
know.
Until the next
time
my pocket takes
a photo.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Rat Pack
Walk a mile in my shoes
or a mile on this leash,
but still you will not know
what’s on my mind, capiche?
A rat out on a walk,
an ugly sweater donned,
but who’s to say what’s what
or that this all is wrong?
© Autumn Siders 2018
Dead Wood
A dead man drying
or just some sick twist of fate?
Must just be dead wood.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Aluminum
Facebook Users, have you noticed that Facebook always asks you if you’d like to post your most recent pictures? Maybe put a frame on it? Well I don’t.
However, this got me thinking about the odd pictures that find their way into my photo gallery. So to you, odd pictures, I dedicate this week’s poems to you.
Aluminum
can you take the heat?
Aluminum
can you bake a treat?
Aluminum
are you the right size?
Aluminum,
the color of second prize.
Aluminum
what are you about?
Aluminum
will you pan out?
Autumn Siders 