A Taste of My Varied Genres
A Sample of some of the genres I write it...Nature, family, depression...just a taste...just a taste. These are all reposts and can be found along with these titles:
The Sound of His Breathing (Written about my husband. It won in a competition)
Sorting through the worries in my head
Furious with the creaking of the bed
I toss and I turn
And I yearn and yearn
For answers to the questions of life
Wondering why I can’t be a good wife
And I hear his heavy breathing…
Rhythmic and slow
And I know
I know…
He is deep in his sleep
And I just want to weep
I close my eyes tight
Hoping all will be right
My heart whispers a prayer
To God who’s always there
“God…life is a mystery
Sometimes it’s beyond me
Where will it end?
What’s behind the bend?
Please grant this one plea
Please….listen to me…
When my heart’s filled with dread
As I lie on my bed
Lord, make my world right
Forever and always….
Let me hear the sound of his
Breathing at night!"
(The Last Poem I wrote about interrupting my husband's morning coffee time to give him some pleasure was considered too....passionate. I've deleted it, but perhaps I have to repost it. He Comes Looking for Me is another one about him. Since You've been Gone.
And Nature Spoke to Me
And Nature Spoke to Me
I pulled my aching body
Outside to get Vitamin D
The beauty of my back yard
Filled me with jubilee
And as I turned up my face
To soak up each golden ray
I heard strange sweet voices
That added joy to my day
And the sun spoke to me
As he blazed down from the sky…
“Like me you must be strong
And warm those who pass by”
And the wind spoke to me
As it played with my hair…
“Like the Holy Spirit of God
I’m here and everywhere.”
And the birds spoke to me
With their blissful little tweets…
“Open your heart to friends
They will give you many treats”
And the blossoms spoke to me
In fuchsia garments of spring…
“See the thorns by our sides?
Be prepared for all life brings.”
And the grass spoke to me
As it lay yellow on the ground
“Let love water your soul
So new life in you may be found.”
And the sky spoke to me
In azure tones of love…
“I’m endless as you can see
Free to fly is the peace dove.”
And the clouds spoke to me
As they sailed up in the sky…
“Let the worries that you have
Like us just drift on by”
And the pine trees spoke to me
As their scent filled the air…
“Stand tall like us and know
Gods help is always there.”
Today, all nature spoke to me
In a mother’s tone so kind
My heart heard every word
And I found my peace of mind.
Yes, I can write about nature....Over a thousand views on that one
An Old Lullaby
I watched her sleep
As I played with a curl
Pulled her closer to me
My sixteen year old girl...
I sang her an old lullaby
As my heart wondered why
The tables have turned
Now she’s the one
She’s the one
Who soothes me when I cry....
She pulled a cute face
And I couldn’t even trace...
Who she was dreaming about
Who made her heart shout?
Then struggling awake...
She said with a shake...
“Why is it that your mother’s voice
Makes you want to sleep?”
I smiled....a song in my heart
The tears threatened to start
I couldn’t speak
I could hardly think
So I whispered a prayer
As I smoothed back her hair
And thanked God for old lullabies!
(My daughter is the light of my life. She's got great writing talent. Read her May 18 dedication to my for my birthday. "The Month of May- My Daughter's Tribute"
Happy Pill Plea
I reach out for my happy pill
To make the raging pain be still
My day with pseudo cheer to fill
To live, I need to find the will
And so I gulp a higher dose
To try to get out of “morose”
To say goodbye to my remorse
This way myself I diagnose
When day is done, I go to bed
My little heart so full of dread
That something’s wrong inside my head
Perhaps it’s best if I were dead
When morning comes, feet hit the floor
And then I think, “Must I face more?”
I’ll stay behind my bedroom door
To live this life is just a chore
A happy pill is not for you
But still at times I wish you knew
The need for meds for me is true
So here is what you have to do
Compassion is my deepest need
It helps from sadness to be freed
It is the bandage when I bleed
So make kindness your daily creed
(I have several poems about depression and ...suicide.
He’s the One who longs for me
The only one who can set me free
My forgotten lover….
He’s the one and only Light
The only ONE who can banish the night
My forgotten lover
He’s the one who sees my tears
The only One who can quiet my fears
My forgotten lover
He’s the one whose love’s divine
The only One whose heart is mine
My forgotten lover
He’s the one who gave his life
The only One who can calm the strife
My forgotten lover
He’s the one whose blood was spilt
The only One who can take my guilt
My forgotten lover
He’s the one whose voice I hear
“My love, remember I am near
I’m your forgotten lover
“Remember how I love you so
I gave my all for you to know
I’m your ever faithful lover”
“I am my lover’s and He is mine
Jesus, your love is sublime
Be my cherished lover!” (Spiritual write. Many of those. Try He Touched me. Very popular)
Message to the Shooter
Life had done you wrong
Had taken away your song
You felt you didn’t belong
But why couldn’t you be strong?
You went on a shooting craze
Left behind a bloody maze
And little children in a daze
Did you think you’d get praise?
You had demons in your mind
So an outlet you had to find
Vented on children who are kind
Did self-loathing make you blind?
In the end you took your life
Left parents with nightmares rife
And pain twisting like a knife
Will there be no end to this strife?
Little children are now dead
Who will never be tucked in bed
Little classmates filled with dread
Couldn’t you kill your demon instead?
Your pain wouldn’t go away
So you made the innocent pay
Now the horror is here to stay
When you meet God, what will you say?
(social issues like Female Genital Mutilation, the Armenian genocide, the caste system)
What inspires me ? A great many things
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2015
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