Tag: Poetry

Line

I always wondered

just how you crossed the line

and went down that dark path

without a second thought in mind.

–

I see clearly now

no lines were ever crossed

since you started on that side

and paved that path at my cost.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Fluffy

There was a spot in the sun

in which I used to sit,

but as the weather changes

I find that I do not fit.

I never used to worry at all

about my size and weight

but as my fur grows thicker,

those words, I really hate.

“Wow,” they say in awe,

“look at that big cat!”

So I say, “shut up, you dumbass!

This is all fluff and not fat!”

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Mouse & Cat

This game of cat and mouse

has carried on far too long

and just when I think I am the cat,

you attack and prove me wrong.

I have been patiently waiting,

crouched and ready to pounce,

and I gave you more than I wanted

so that my very being, you denounce.

It’s not even a problem, being the mouse

if that’s the sacrifice I must make,

but knowing you are still a cat

is what makes my heart truly ache.

© Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

The blossoms outside my window

are beautiful indeed,

but my allergies soon make it

impossible to breathe.

You aren’t that different

from these adolescent flowers;

since being in your presence

is more unbearable by the hour.

© Autumn Siders 2009

Family

I used to live in a place

where you had to be tough.

If you wanted to live,

you might have to get rough.

Who knew that one day

I was destined to meet

two humans who love me

especially when I bite their feet?

Until I went home with them,

I never really knew

how to love or be loved

but now I think I do.

They tell me all the time

that I am a family cat

and that my bird is for loving,

but I can always eat the rats.

So family it would seem

means exactly what I thought,

find two suckers who love you

and love them back a lot.

(Do I get a fish now?)

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

Bad Habit

A lazy afternoon

with not a thing to do

and somehow I choose

to spend it with you.

At first it seems great

but I know how it ends

every time I get burned

yet you say we are friends.

Someday I might break

this dreadful bad habit

but until that day comes,

my heart, you’ll inhabit.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Words Fall

The words flow freely

whenever you are around

but without you here

I could live without a sound.

Whenever I am around you

I love the sound of my voice

and the words escape my heart

as if they’ve got no choice.

So why can’t I control this

since secrets are my friends?

How can I trust this feeling

when on you, my happiness depends?

© Autumn Siders 2016