Lights fly by
sixty miles per hour
against a darkened sky;
a city filled with towers
and bustling lives
roam the broken streets,
wind cuts like knives,
rain comes down in sheets.
Each pair of feet
has a tale to tell
and each smile you meet
has been through hell.
Month: January 2019
Never Gone
It’s like walking back in time
in a place where the past
is always present.
Old and new, juxtaposed,
with neither way
leaving anytime soon.
A people so willing to hold on
to their culture, the history
of the place they belong.
It’s a beautiful sight
knowing that yesterday
is never really
gone.
© Autumn Siders 2018
Albany
I never caught your names
but I know that matters not.
You could be Mark and Jane,
Steve and Sue, or Deb and Scott.
You bought me lunch
and we chatted about this and that.
Then we parted ways,
you on a cruise and I to buy a hat.
I got to know you well
even though I missed your names
and your kindness has ensured
I’ll never be the same.
© Autumn Siders 2019
WHO DAT?
I go from Brady this
and Brady that
to Geaux Saints
and Who Dat?
Maybe next vacation
or trip I plan
I’ll go someplace
that has no fans.
© AUtumn Siders 2019
First Date
Lucia
It was a chilly night
when first we met
and took a stroll
that ended with a pet.
Your name is Lucia
and your ears flopped
and the more we walked,
your walk became a hop.
They warned of your limp
and that was alright
as I limped along with you
on that frigid night.
We arrived back at base
and you sat so calm and nice
until I bent down
and we finally broke the ice.
A smile emerged
and you kissed my face;
dog slobber covered
every uncovered space.
My only child at home
would never allow you to be
but from that moment on,
you’d always be a part of me.
© Autumn Siders 2019
Laissez Faire
A certain je ne sais quoi
about the Big Easy
makes sure that life
is light and breezy.
The people, the music,
the culture, the food,
all make it hard for even
the darkest heart to brood.
How you doin’?
Where you from?
Everyone comes together,
each part totaling the sum.
The city never sleeps;
its heart forever beats
to the sound of the drums
playing in the streets.
© Autumn Siders 2019
Mehtcao
A few raindrops fall
as you kneel beside
the pup on your leash.
A smile breaks out,
covering your face,
and I think to myself,
this overcast day
has its first spot of sun.
© Autumn Siders 2019
Red Lights
Red lights low,
smooth sax,
and trumpets blow,
bodies move,
rhythms flow,
heats surge,
souls glow.
© Autumn Siders 2019
Arrivals & Departures
Life is a series of arrivals
and departures,
many of which
are never on time.
Sometimes you land safely
only to taxi for ages
and sometimes you fly
never coming down
until you run out of fuel.
Even worse still,
there are those
who never take off
at all.