Creature

With the face only a mother could love,

yet she chose not to spare an ounce,

you emerge from a dark and murky palace

and enter the light from which you hide

only to be welcomed to the world in callous

fashion, seeing as you are a beast after all.

The one thing you seek in all this madness

is not death, destruction, greed, or hatred,

but love is all you need and are never given;

so these people, who embrace the light of day

and get on their knees to pray, are forgiven

while the dark consumes their hearts, not yours.

©Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

Time can play cruel tricks

on the weak and heavy mind;

trust your heart instead.

© Autumn Siders 2015

A Mother’s Love

I am certain that I love you

more than you love me.

This will always be true;

here is why it must be:

No matter how much love

you think you have for me

I will always go above

so it’s time that you see

the last word will be mine

because you will always be

what my heart can only define

as my child, my cat, my baby.

© Autumn Siders 2016

The History of Television

Black & white,

Technicolor,

High Definition.

What difference does it make,

if we still only see it in

black &

white?

Window Shopping

Normally I would hate

to going shopping

but there is one place

that I don’t mind stopping.

It’s not the product they sell

nor the prices they cut,

there is one reason to shop

I can feel it in my gut.

I wait to see your smile

whenever I grab a cart;

knowing you are a stranger

stops not, this feeling in my heart.

© Autumn Siders 2016

Surgery

I don’t wear scrubs

and I don’t wash my paws.

I won’t wait for an O.R.

and I don’t need any saws.

Forget about anesthesia

and your silly human laws.

The only scalpel I need

extends right from my paws.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2016

By Fire

Firelight flickers across your skin

tracing all the places where

recently my fingers have been.

In this moment it would appear

that whispering three words

is the only thing that I fear.

What if you were to actually hear

what my heart screams so loudly

but my mind finds so unclear?

Is it still possible this is a sin,

could it last forever if we let it

or should we have never let it begin?

© Autumn Siders 2016

Bitter

I recall having coffee

at a little shop downtown

with you on a snowy day

just as the sun was going down.

What I can’t seem to recall

is whether or not it was

just the coffee that was bitter

or if you were the cause.

© Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

Watching you dream

is the sweetest thing

as long as your dreams

can only happiness bring.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Dried Up

My thirst cannot be quenched

as I tip the canteen and wait

for a drop, perhaps the last,

that can not and will not satiate.

The well has run bone dry

and it seems there is no hope;

a drought is upon me and

my barren mind goes down slope.

The thought had occurred

that eventually the cup

would run out rather than over

and leave me, all dried up.

© Autumn Siders 2016