Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Sighs

Everyday we sigh
the warmth of joy
tremble of sorrow
pant of love
moan of pain.
The sharpness of anger
slump of sorrow
ahhh of peace
all to choose, all to leave.
You and I choose the path
to shape our sigh.

3 comments:

Jordan Abbott said...

is that your poem? it's intriguing, but I don't think I get it.

Unknown said...

Very nice mia, the application of the sigh to so many emotional outpourings. I can check a couple of those off my list from the last couple days; the more pleasant ones thankfully. It's striking to what degree the sigh has its place in so many disparate ineffable moments. I had a distinct sigh moment this week and I remember thinking afterwards that the raw feel (in philosophy - the qualia) was something so distinct and so affined to my own subjective experience that to employ language would actually distract me from fully realizing the emotion.

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