Paperweight Poetry

I learned to walk upon eggshells  Tiptoe around war  And smother all the pain  But one day I'll crack  And watch you drown in the rain.  -anna sluder

Foam tided waves encircle my feet, Like ankles in chains they then roll away,  Dragging my soul across sanded white heat, Underneath sheets of waters, I still feel shackled to stay But we are too swayed like the waves of the ocean For I to refuse and grasp the seaweed upon the shore  So I surrender my thoughts, my fears, my notions  And amble into the water, wondering who this is all truly for  For I or for the wild heart strings of the sea Do I let the last recesses of my mind go  But perhaps we aren't to know at the first dive, but to the first break to the surface, the first break to be free.  -anna sluder

She may not paint all that she didn't have upon her face  But her cheeks have been kissed by the rays of the sun  Her clothes may not be spun of the finest silk  But she they have been stained by the laughing green grasses She may not have a man to hold her at night  But she has been embraced by more stars than she can see So she may not be like all the other women But she is more of a woman than you ever could be.  -anna sluder