Eileen Manassian Poet Quatrain

A Romantic Fool

I beg him for a kiss
As he heads out to the door
I’m crushed by his response
“We’re not teens anymore

It’s been twenty years
Why don’t you act your age?”
And I’m left to wonder
Am I a fool or sage?

Does romance have a life span?
Does it vanish with passing years?
Am I a hopeless fool
For romance to flow in tears?

Does romance touch a heart
Only once or twice through life?
Is it only a welcomed guest
When you’re a young and pretty wife?

Then I must be a fool
For romance is the air 
It’s in the pretty flowers
Oh, I see it everywhere

It’s when I look around me
And revel in nature’s hue
It’s when my heart will burst
When making love so true

I am simply dipped in romance
From my head down to my toes
It rains down from the sky
When I point up the garden hose

It whispers in the wind
That flirts with me at night
It’s in the flickering glow
That lights up a love filled night

I breathe in romance daily
From scented candles in my room
It’s in each line of the books
That make me sigh and swoon

He says I overdo it
And it just makes my heart bleed
Romance is what I thrive on
It’s an ever present need

I guess I’m just a fool
For romance fills my head
But take that away from me
And I might as well be dead.

For Kim Morrison's Contest
Incurable Romantic
May 23, 2013

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Andrea Dietrich August 4, 2015 at 6:30 PM Eileen, you would not have lasted even through the dating phase with MY husband. I knew from the get go that he was not romantic. He never bought me a meal or flowers when we dated. We walked around campus because we had no car and I did his laundry and cooked for him at my apartment. I am a real idiot for not expecting more of someone that I married. 40 years later and it actually is a wee bit better. I get to eat out maybe six times a year. hahaha. GOOD poem!!

Andrea Dietrich August 4, 2015 at 6:28 PM hey Eileen, on 8 tolls of the bell, it sure was not too smart for Deb's taste!! yeah, on the solitude poem, I had accidentally added a period or something behind my semi-colon. It's fixed now. Doesn't seem to matter to soup since they gave it POD. It was not one of my best. In fact it was quite mediocre and it makes me wonder who the heck is picking our POD poems!! Let me see this oldie of yours now.

Seosamh De Burca May 25, 2013 at 4:21 PM Beautiful. Congrats on your win.

Poet Destroyer A May 24, 2013 at 1:38 PM Eileen, congratulations with your winning poem, in the "Incurable Romantic" contest... ~xox* Linda Eileen Manassian May 25, 2013 at 2:39 AM Thank you, PD! Glad you to read this post! :) Hugs!

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl May 24, 2013 at 12:37 AM superb Eileen xx Eileen Manassian May 24, 2013 at 2:49 AM Mandy......HUGS and THANKS! :) XOXOX

Timothy Hicks May 23, 2013 at 11:28 PM Yes... that lines sounds so much better methinks. When people don't post for awhile and I wish to read them, I typically delve into the older work... you got quite a lot of pages going on so there's no way I'll ever get to them all... maybe that's a good thing, cause then I won't take all you in at once, but spread it out slowly :) Eileen Manassian May 24, 2013 at 2:48 AM :) You do what makes you happy, my dear...but I do that too. Sometimes poets are away and I miss them...their work...and so I read the old poems as well! Thanks for bringing that last line to my attention. I'm so glad you did! Hugs!

Timothy Hicks May 23, 2013 at 11:28 PM Yes... that lines sounds so much better methinks. When people don't post for awhile and I wish to read them, I typically delve into the older work... you got quite a lot of pages going on so there's no way I'll ever get to them all... maybe that's a good thing, cause then I won't take all you in at once, but spread it out slowly :) Eileen Manassian May 24, 2013 at 2:49 AM Double visit? Am I to complain? ;) Timothy Hicks May 23, 2013 at 11:29 PM ... sorry for the double post... not sure why it did that?

Isaiah Zerbst May 23, 2013 at 10:09 PM Very well written poem here. I like it immensely! Eileen Manassian May 24, 2013 at 2:47 AM Thanks, Isaiah. I'm so glad that you read and posted! :)

Kim Morrison May 23, 2013 at 6:07 PM You are certainly are "A Romantic Fool" dear lady. Excellent write! Kim Eileen Manassian May 24, 2013 at 2:47 AM KIM......You honor me again! WOW!!!!!! Thanks ever so much! You are in my good books forever! The first contest I won first place in and now this! :) Thanks ever so much! Yes...I am a FOOL. :( Better be a fool than dead!

Donna Jones May 23, 2013 at 5:14 PM Very nice Eileen..bet it will be among the top...sorry I've been away so much but you are always on my mind...you have a beauty of a daughter... Eileen Manassian May 24, 2013 at 2:45 AM Awwwwww...the best compliment ever! I'm so proud of my 18 year old! :) You are very sweet, my dear! I have missed you! Glad you could pass by!

Kash Poet May 23, 2013 at 10:01 AM This is a stunning poem from you Eileen!To my Favs! Eileen Manassian May 23, 2013 at 10:34 AM Really Kash? Music to my ears! :) :) :)

Richard Lamoureux May 23, 2013 at 8:59 AM If this isn't a winner I don't have any understanding of romance. This is tremendous! Eileen Manassian May 23, 2013 at 10:33 AM And I, dear Richard, am flying with this compliment! :) Well...here's hoping! :)

Poet Tacito May 23, 2013 at 7:37 AM The term "hopeless romantic" is often used by many. But, to me, romance shouldn't be "glass half-empty". I think "hopeful romantic" is what invokes your spirit. Beautiful. Eileen Manassian May 23, 2013 at 7:39 AM You're right, Drake! Hopeful does sound better. I remember that line from Romancing the Stone...Kathleen Turner said that as she waited day after day for him to return! :) Thanks for the visit! Lovely to hear from you!

Nato Calubiran May 23, 2013 at 1:37 AM This is what you call life. Love hurts... TAT Eileen Manassian May 23, 2013 at 7:38 AM It surely does sometimes! Thanks for the visit!

Timothy Hicks May 23, 2013 at 12:41 AM I imagine that would hurt... to lose that sense of wonder is a sad thing to witness. So well expressed... and you're perfect for the contest for that title fits you so very well... Incurable Romantic... don't try to deny it! He he he... I will say one slight criticism though. In the last line I believe it'd sound less awkward saying, "And I'd rather just" instead of "I'd just rather"... Eileen Manassian May 23, 2013 at 1:20 AM Wow! Please, Timothy...criticism from you I can bear with grace! I change the last line altogether....what do you think? Would love to know...BTW...thanks for reading the old poems! My Be Exorcised was just about this. I got only 40 views on it when I posted it eons ago and NO comments. Now I have double the views AND comments. The words are the same, but I believe knowing someone makes the difference. Any thoughts?