Permission

This is all so new…
you know I don’t like change;
if only you had let me know,
things wouldn’t be so strange.

What’s that you say?
You told me every day?
Well this is the first I’ve heard;
your accusations are absurd.

Perhaps you told me
while I napped in peaceful bliss
but I can’t imagine ever
that I’d agree to this.

You moved my toys
and all my treats and beds
as if it were up to you,
where I rest my head.

I hope that you are happy
because I simply don’t agree
so the next time that you move,
you need permission from me!

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2017

Beach Day

Ocean waves
wash over wounded hearts
left bleeding
and in many parts.
The tide crashes down
filling the earth with sound
and for once all is well
in this cozy, personal hell.

Summer breeze,
gentle to the touch
fades away,
never saying much.
The wind must carry on
singing its own song
and leave behind its ghost
to those who need it most.

© Autumn Siders 2017

Him

Lights flicker out
and flames grow dim
lost in the space
between you and him.
Never did you think,
this too shall end
but now love is over,
he’s not even your friend.
Life carries on
with or without you,
so how shall it be
will you be happy or blue?
Nights will never be
as long as they are now
and the days will be torture,
a smile turned to a frown.
Miss him or hate him
but the answer is clear,
all of your problems
exist only in your mirror.

© Autumn Siders 2017

6-String

A Christmas gift
wrapped with care
by a secret soul
left unaware.
Will it make you smile
as you strum a tune?
Will it fill your heart
with flowers bloomed?
The gift of music
is divine any time of year
but hopefully this 6-string
brings warm holiday cheer.
What once was mine
is now yours;
love it well
as your spirit soars.

© Autumn Siders 2017