#tbt

How quickly we went
from
“how was your day?”
movies, flowers,
late night chats,
love, trust,
occasional spats
to
indifference,
distance,
occasional chats
living alone
with our own cats
and
the only question now,
“where is it you work again?”

© Autumn Siders 2016

#tbt

Stones unturned
and left
for moss to grow.
Ideas stuck,
prisoners
to those who know.
The past
left behind,
too heavy to tow.
Turmoil boils
hiding
in the depths below.

© Autumn Siders 2011

#tbt

I hope your spirit haunts me
once every day.
So my spirit will be lifted
from this dismal fray.
I’ll look out for the signs
you leave in your wake
and know that every spook
is a new memory to make.
I hope that you will be able
to move on in time
but know that your spirit
will always be with mine.

© Autumn Siders 2015

#tbt

A disaster awaits
just around the corner
those of us who know
are still blind as to what
but I can feel the change
in the air and all around
and whatever is in store
will surely bring us down.

© Autumn Siders 2014