Sunday, May 3, 2009

One Single Impression -- Tactile

In an odd sort of way, this poem is the antithesis of last weeks' prompt "word" for it is about wordless knowledge and wordless dread.

his hand
on my back,
stomach knots.
deeply buried
haptic data
flashes through muscles,
panic rises.
cutaneous memory
supplies cues lost
to conscious mind,
ancient violations.

May 2, 2009

For more poems on the prompt "tactile" see One Single Impression.


anthonynorth said...

Powerful memories evoked here. Excellently done.

Maggie said...

Memories from the past can touch us when we least expect it and affect our feeling in the present.

spacedlaw said...

Painful and poignant.

Geraldine said...

Powerful and poignant words. I like how you've interpreted this great prompt Sue. Well done!

Quiet Paths said...

Incredibly direct use of the prompt this week. And the art that accompanies is powerful as well. I can feel the stomach knot up...

Amias said...

I felt this one ... memories can do that to us, especially if they are painful ones. The art is amazing.

Jim said...

Yes, Sue, but aren't we glad that we get those feelings and reactions!
And for the memories of those past.
Thank you for these thoughts,

Pam said...

Thank you for teaching me a new word for touch today.

SandyCarlson said...

Powerful. Amazing. Those places beyond words that are evoked by touch. Grrr.... Beautifully done.

Tumblewords: said...

Powerfully tactile - memories return, for good or not, at unasked moments. Enjoyed the depth in this.

Beloved Dreamer said...

Very powerful words and images. Also liked The painting.
Well done.


Beth P. said...

Dear Sue--
No words...but an ancient instinct come up in me, to protect, like a mother grizzly.

Many thanks for your honesty and artfulness. I love your work.

Kilauea Poetry said...

Woe, no loss of words here, or just the right ones! Tragic but very good-

qualcosa di bello said...

reads like a punch in the gut...

all i can say is wow!