Paperweight Poetry

Will      anybody      love       me?  I wish to scream it out But the winds just let my wailing be As the echoes ignore my shout.                                                                                                                                  ...

You love me But you twist the twine It is from your own tender hands That you braid the cable Into a circle of love  With a tail that dances at the end Your lips spill into mine As you loop it around my throat Kissing the burns of lasso  All around the necklace you've given Oh what a beautiful gift around my throat!  You tighten the cord  You always liked the choker jewelry Hands pouring over my chest As you lift me up onto a chair Perhaps to find a place under my dress  All of this, a gift and your touch For the day of our anniversary But as you gush under my dress pleat You bump me, sorry baby But the necklace it is too tight! Too tight!  No chair under And with the tail of the rope in your hand You fall And I rise And as you run to another woman Still holding the chain of my necklace Oblivious to the fact That I am breathless and blue I realize That you and your necklace And your hollow love...

I stole a kiss from the moon, Only one peck, maybe two,  Hardly anytime was there to swoon, For I knew we both had a nightly curfew.                                                                                                                                     -anna sluder 

We are made of fragile things No wonder shells are crushed to sand Hearts are the easiest for breaking And fires bring down forest land Glass vases are what children always shatter And snowflakes always melt While raindrops break after they splatter And passion is the easiest lost after it is felt  We are a world of ethereal entities A people of tender belongs But when we put the frail things together to be It is then that we find it is our fragility that makes us strong.                   -anna sluder 

**********************************************************     am i fragile as a flower?   that is trampled upon every spring?   but i know that I am not a coward   for it takes courage to bloom in adversity.     ************************************************************************** -anna sluder 

You'll find me deep beneath the bedsheets of the sea Singing away my ache and my misery As my friends massacre innocent souls above While all I can think is how I cannot betray sisterhood love To end the beguiling songs sung so beautifully  As artifice lies under their sweet voice as they comb their hair  But how else will I get them to see? That it is wrong to be dubious and for human lives not to care?  They polish the gem roped around their necks The source of their melodious voice that make men drown Oblivious to the human lives that they wreck As their seducing songs lure poor men down  Perhaps I can be ignorant too, as I sit upon the ocean floor Averting my eyes from all of the suffering and ache All from the throats of my friends, but no I cannot stand it anymore If I were to blind myself to the pain, truly I would be a fake So as the rain of sailors drips down through the pores of the sea I cringe my way through the maze of ...

why      do       the       dark      clouds       move?  Circling and rotating around the axis of the sky Perhaps all they want to prove Is      that    they     too     are      planets    in     the.       night.  -anna sluder 

Time is caustic Burning me slowly As I squander away my life  Decaying uncultivated  As I walk along this road alone I wish not to wither I wish not to ignite But My life is a desolate field Never been sown with seeds Never reaped for fruit or crop I am unharvested  And time is a wildfire That burns what never deserved to be For the one thing that is my own Is my life, and it is a life not lived  So I step off of this deserted road And step into my field A field that cannot be called deserted  If it never once was occupied And I watch the fire swarm around my ankles Luring me down Inviting me into a burning sunset on the ground Offering a fiery embrace  And I am so desperate to not be alone To not be friendless That even though I know what it will steal That it isn't a true friend, instead a ravaging thief And do exactly the opposite of what I wanted But all the shallow desire to be loved The shal...

He dug his hands into the soil of her chest and found flowers in her heart,   And he vowed to fulfill them even if it made him die as black hole, her martyr,   But he couldn't help but wonder who else there is for the sun only plays one part,   Who will be the other who will nourish her with water?   -anna sluder 

Her eyes were filled with skies,      Clouded over with cirrus puffs,      And I stood there without doing anything,   As I watched the rain come. -anna sluder