I Can Groom Myself!

I’ve just settled in

for a luxurious nap

when all of a sudden

my people set a trap.

With one eye open

I must now remain.

They want to comb me?

These people are insane.

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2015

Charmed

One time I sat a spell.

Four minutes and thirty-three.

I heard the sounds of life;

whatever they must be.

The music of the universe

filled my ears and heart.

It turns out what charms my soul

has been you from the start.

© Autumn Siders 2015

A Familiar Melody

With every twang of the steel guitar

I see your toes tapping along.

In all those old familiar places,

I hear your hum above the throng.

With every impromptu dance party

I still see the kitchen, and hear our song.

Every bass beat that moves within my chest

reminds me how my heart still goes strong.

Your voice filling the car with one sweet note

reminds me that not everything was wrong.

These simple melodies bring me to the people

and to the places where I belong.

© Autumn Siders 2015

20/20

Fully formed futures

float within my eyes

as I try harder to see

beyond your disguise.

What misinformed visions

that can never be;

it matters not what I feel

but what I actually see.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Happy Birthday, Indy

It is so nice to know

that no matter how

differently we grow

or how many years

pass us by as we go,

there are just some people

we never let go

because they are

the reason we grow

and as a matter of fact

they are quite nice to know.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Game Over

There will always come a time

when the time runs out.

While the clock ticks down,

the years, the days, the seconds,

we play the game set out before us.

It truly matters not

whether you win or lose,

but rather how you played the game

because either way, it’s over.

© Autumn Siders 2015

#tbt

The thing about love

is that it’s never free

and try as you may

you can’t force what cannot be.

The thing about hate

is it comes at a cost

and wasting all that energy

always leaves you lost.

The thing about love

is that whatever you pay

you’ll get more back from it

than hate will get you today.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Warm

Sometimes the very thought of you

warms me in unusual ways.

Head to toe, I feel the heat

as it rushes to my cheeks.

And I quickly realize,

there is no way to contain

this absolute and horrid feeling

of anger, coursing through my veins.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Cause to Affect

A butterfly may flap it’s wings

from somewhere far away

and cause disruption elsewhere

at least this is what they say.

For every cause there must be

an effect that changes life

for one or maybe many

this can add or remove strife.

If everyone made it their cause

to affect another’s soul

perhaps the world might

be just a little more whole.

© Autumn Siders 2015

Mirage

A mirage in the desert

is more trustworthy than you.

I would drink the sandy water

before believing you are true.

And my death by dehydration

would be more welcoming for sure,

than to spend another moment

with your disease for which there’s no cure.

© Autumn Siders 2015