You can blame me all you want
but I know exactly where I stand.
The faults I have in your eyes
are what truly make me grand.
So pass your judgement quickly
because I have no time for you.
While you wallow in that pity,
I know what is true.
Tag: Poetry
Adrift
No directions are needed
for an undetermined destination.
No instructions are included
use your imagination.
Life is about the journey
death is a set location.
Best to stay adrift
than to choose your destination.
© Autumn Siders 2015
A Few of My Favorite Things
My favorite place to sleep
is anywhere you are not.
My favorite place to eat
is away from your voice.
My favorite place to hide
is where you cannot reach.
My favorite time to play
is your favorite time to sleep.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2015
Tipping Point
Send the freaks away
and hide that face
from the light of day.
Different we don’t see
and normal near
impossible to be.
So we freaks fight
for equality
and equal right;
only to shun
as they to us
had once done.
©Autumn Siders 2015
Click
I remember in the third grade,
I wrote a poem which received
such praise from all around
I thought I had it made.
They put me up on the stage
and had me read the lines
and when I reached the end
my words were all the rage.
Applause erupted throughout
the auditorium and through
the halls, barely contained
within the walls. I could shout.
Now, I know just the trick
to writing what others like,
and the praise comes not in applause,
but rather, with a simple click.
© Autumn Siders 2015
Tick…Tock
Time is the one resource
that can never be replenished.
No matter what efforts are put forth,
we run the clock ’til it’s diminished.
The time has come to stop
counting the seconds, the minutes, the hours.
May the priorities found at the top
be the moments and the people we call ours.
© Autumn Siders 2015
Universal Language
A single note
can strike a chord
and move a soul
that has never soared.
A language so true
and understood by all
brings forth a range
of emotions that enthrall.
The greatest power still
that one melody can hold
is tying souls together
for great stories to be told.
© Autumn Siders 2015
Something to Say
Some combination of words
written on a blank slate
can move a single being
in an unexpected way.
A writer searches within
for the right words
that are needed for
the message he must convey.
That search can last forever
and that slate could remain blank
for the writer’s greatest fear,
what if he has nothing to say?
© Autumn Siders 2015
Friday the 13th
Many believe that a day like today
can cause misfortune to many
and in some ways it may.
While mayhem may ensue,
whatever bad luck comes your way,
it all comes from within you.
© Autumn Siders 2015
Advantage
I would follow you
just about anywhere
and I would lay down
my life
to spare you an
ounce of pain.
That doesn’t give you the right
to lead me to hell
and claim my soul
as yours
to take pleasure
in my pain.
Autumn Siders 