Faceplant

Unsteady legs move step by step,

making the impossible journey

more of an ill-timed adventure.

The destination unknown to the mind

but kept well guarded by the heart;

each move forward is five steps back.

Blinded by this obsession, not a love,

a weary traveler can only make it so far

before each step becomes a hell.

A twisted mirage on a city block

and finally I lose my footing

faceplanting at your feet.

© Autumn Siders 2017

Midnight

The clock strikes midnight

and midnight strikes me

leaving it’s mark in shadows

that finally roam free.

Each chime a chilling reminder

of just how hollow I am

as it echoes through my bones

leaving behind an anagram.

The jumble of letters remains,

just waiting to be solved

but no answer can come from

the sins of which I’ll never be absolved.

© Autumn Siders 2017

Trust Me

You say you’ve got to leave

as you’re walking out the door,

so what am I to believe?

I’m shaken to the core.

It’s not that I want you to stay,

in fact I don’t mind at all.

The longer you stay away,

the more I’ll have a ball.

So leave if you think you must

and know that I’ll be just fine

after all who can you trust

if not a mischievous feline?

© Autumn and Emilita Siders

Love Song

They want another love song

or a cheery tune

to ease their troubled minds

from their hearts of ruin.

They think it should be easy

to write about such bliss,

but love lasts but an hour

ending without a kiss.

© Autumn Siders 2017

#tbt

Move fast,

bite the bullet,

dodge the blows,

fight the man,

persevere,

reach your goals.

Stand your ground,

but wait your turn,

lead the pack,

start the burn.

Open your heart,

but guard it well,

climb all the way

back from hell.

Move fast,

think ahead,

dodge the blows,

blaze the trail,

persevere,

reach your goals.

© Autumn Siders 2012