Paperweight Poetry

I love the way that our eyes catch, Like your the thread through my needle's eye, As the threaded knot forms to make us attached, It's like our strings can never be cut, our love never can die.  -anna sluder 

Rain rain go away come again another day, Is the song that we always sing in a hopeful trance, But why wish away the rain's splashing and play?  When the rain is the perfect place to dance.  -anna sluder 

Our paths cross with gravel and with blood Our dissent cracking and beginning to erode Each of our paths until the red becomes a flood And we cannot wait until we separate at the fork in the road.  -anna sluder 

he said that for me, he'd take a hammer to the night sky  crack the atmosphere to find the sun hidden afar  but just because i love the sun before the day's goodbye Doesn't mean i don't love the stars.  -anna sluder 

********************* I will love you in the places in between, Where no one else finds anything worth loving so, I will love you in the cracks of your soul unseen, For my darling that is where the flowers grow.  ********************* -anna sluder 

When I was little I danced in the meadows And got grass stains down my middle Knowing I could clean it though I saw the stain down and below And wished mama could never know When I was eighteen I danced for men And got a stain that wasn't exactly green  Between my legs again and again  I saw the stain down and below  And once again I wished mama could never know.  -anna sluder 

You are a broken watch out of time Dust slipping through fingers crevasse  An inevitable tide rolling in Nothing but a filling hourglass.  -anna sluder 

In the marrow of my most harrowing moments, What above all got me through, Past all the aphotic ache and the torment, Was the infinite memory of you.  -anna sluder 

Your words are like fools gold to me Their futile meaning never stays They are like a lock with the wrong key  When you never do what you truly say.  -anna sluder 

We are ships sailing into an undulating unknown, Into storms that make our chance of safety a blur, Our lives based on where the winds are blown, As we uneasily drift into our cresting future.  -anna sluder 

Oblivion knocks at my door But I ignore the doorbell's ring For I am defined by so much more I am made of indelible things.  -anna sluder