Friday, April 23, 2010


and unbound
nothing to contain
not a watch
not sleeve
not even a sock
remembering a shoe
remembering a walk
remembering an appointment
on time
just naked
and soundless lips parted
and the slow dance
and the muscles lifting
with the desperate desire
to whimper every sensation
you ever wished
you could say


Cloudia said...


Aloha from Waikiki

Comfort Spiral

Linda S. Socha said...

Love the photo almost as much as the poem....Red orange....the courage to go forward with Joy and the I am of living

Atrisa said...

You get me all dreamy eyed with your poetry :|

Karen said...

I love the image of the sock not remembering the walk or the shoe or the appointment. That takes us layer after layer and leads us to understand the wonderful feeling of "nothing to contain." Beautiful picture, too, Jason!

Tabitha Bird said...

Oh Jason, I love your writing.
Those last couple of lines especially. "whimper every sensation you ever wished you could say." Perfect.

Bernita said...

No wonder Aine loves you, Jason.

Oddyoddyo13 said...

This feels

the walking man said...

This leads me to images of a constraint or a constriction in the narrative voice. I think it is the use of the word "wished."

That there is experience is not the issue here but every experience is not easily expressed and I get a feeling that for some reason the narrator can not bring their self to say what is wanted or needed to be said.

Anonymous said...

Cloudia, :)

Linda, yes, in a way, both are messages of blossoming, of opening.

Atrisa, dreamy-eyed is a delicious place to be.

Karen, you know, until you said it, I'm not sure I was conscious of the layers coming off, but that's exactly what I was doing. Thanks, as always, for speaking the language! :)

Tabitha, it really warms me when I hear that my writing means something to people. Thank you!!

Bernita, what an incredibly sweet thing to say! I'm truly, truly touched.

Oddyoddyo13, free is the one word that best fits the message. A freedom that doesn't come easy.

Walking Man, you are right about the tension. But the taste of freedom is finally there, just about to happen. But it is hard won. The contrainsts were long and deep.

Geraldine said...

Yes, Yes, YES!!! You capture the passion (in words) so well.

Akasha Savage. said...

Wonderful. Loved it.

Cynthia said...

Naked, unbound and liberated.
A testimony to sweet liberation.
" whimper every sensation"
love that phrase.

Anonymous said...

Geraldine, yes indeed. :) Great to see you! I hope you've been well.

Akasha, thank you!

Cynthia, welcome! Always wonderful to see a new person here. And yes, very much a poem about liberation.

Terri said...


awareness said...

"to whimper every sensation..."

I could feel it exactly when I read your poem. beautiful and vulnerable, with a velvet light touch.