poems sigh October 8, 2013by heather anne his sigh escaping silence pounding in my ears madness holds its breath Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Is he cute? Is madness sighing? Hmm…this might be above my analytic skills. I like it though. Especially that last, painful line. Reply
madness in the words that blurt out in spite of all our control – or the words we mean but swallow – to bitterly taste forever This was especially clever, nicely done Reply
Some call it red 
It is defeaning…
Oppressive, quiet, crushing
Anticipation
Beautiful Taereh…
Is he cute? Is madness sighing? Hmm…this might be above my analytic skills. I like it though. Especially that last, painful line.
madness in the words that blurt out in spite of all our control – or the words we mean but swallow – to bitterly taste forever
This was especially clever, nicely done