Submission

Night falls quietly,

smothering the last of day

into submission.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Addiction

It’s not just sex

of this I am sure

for what pulls me to you

there is no cure;

not that I would take it

even if there were

since my addiction is strong

and my drug, so pure.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Legacy

I long to write the words

that are so pure and true

and move just a single soul

as only words can do.

If only they could flow

freely from my pen

and save a lonely soul

from something it has been.

A hero I would be

yet I would never know

but the life that carries on

could help another soul.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Domestic

For many years,

man has claimed

cat is not wild,

they can be tamed.

Man may not know this,

but it is all a great big lie

we put on a good show

and here is the reason why:

for many years,

cat has known

man can be tamed

for cat to own.

Traffic Jam

Sleep has not arrived

as traffic has it stuck

so tonight lingers on

I am just outta’ luck.

–

The pileup is of you

and all my errant thoughts

that block this road from passage

and leave my stomach tied in knots.

–

Why won’t you go away

and leave my memories be?

Let sleep through tonight

so finally I am free.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Smoke

Smoke obscures your eyes

and burns my lungs,

but still I can’t resist.

–

The power of your stare

pulls me closer

with every intent of being kissed.

© Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

Sam used to be Samantha

until he discovered who he was

and when he finally felt fine

life took over as it does.

So then he met Daniel

and thought he found a friend

until Dan discovered Samantha

and brought Sam to an end.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Half-Closed

Tired eyes half-closed

stare deeply into my soul

healing from within.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Rasputin

The best art

comes from the

worst feelings

that are then

shot,

stabbed,

poisoned,

and drown

only to rise again

like a phoenix

from its

ash.

© Autumn Siders 2016

1357

She sleeps at my feet,

her cold shoulder so frigid

and her sighs permeate my heart

and her command stays rigid.

My life I would give

for this lonesome soul

since life without her

means I am not whole.

© Autumn Siders 2016