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


Facebook Users, have you noticed that Facebook always asks you if you’d like to post your most recent pictures? Maybe put a frame on it? Well I don’t.
However, this got me thinking about the odd pictures that find their way into my photo gallery. So to you, odd pictures, I dedicate this week’s poems to you.

can you take the heat?
can you bake a treat?
are you the right size?
the color of second prize.
what are you about?
will you pan out?

© Autumn Siders 2018