Eileen Manassian Poet Couplet

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His Mediterranean Spell

a patch of, alluring sea
the wonder of this buoyancy

the gentle waves, the searing sun
with all of nature, I am one

my aches and pains just drift away
on healing breeze that's come to play

nomadic sands in search of home
caress my body as they roam

the salted sea competes to find
a way my agile form to bind

yet I must rise and bid farewell
to his Mediterranean spell

I smile and towel dry my hair
and give the Sea King rousing stare

this wave, his swell of promise sweet
that on the morrow we will meet

and with a sigh I say goodbye
for island dreams are waiting by

then lullabied by gracious moon
I dream of Sea, of suntanned noon

I'll shed my garments, dip in bare
more liquid pleasures, sun kissed flares

Eileen Manassian

I haven't been around much as I was busy ending the summer session at the university, and now I'm enjoying my holiday in lovely Cyprus. I'll write and comment as I find opportunity. This came to me while I was swimming with my family before yesterday. :) They had to remember bits of it so I could jot it down when I got out of the water and onto the beach!

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Paul Callus July 29, 2017 at 7:43 AM How lovely, Eileen! That's how I feel when I go swimming, except that I avoid sandy beaches and go on the rocks instead. We were thinking of going to Cyprus for a week late July, but we now have to make do without a holiday this summer:( Hugs // paul

Pashang Salehi July 28, 2017 at 6:58 PM My Dear Eileen, until I read your comment, I thought you were in Syria instead of Cyprus. Your gentle waves were probably end there and your searing sun cast the same shadow, just look at the east. The birth place of civilization is burning. Magnificent poem.....

Andrea Dietrich July 26, 2017 at 5:26 PM oh wow, this sounds amazingly fun. I love this kind of poetry from you, Eileen, you gypsy lady goddess, you!!

Richard Lamoureux July 26, 2017 at 11:02 AM I know you love the water, so glad you are enjoying the sun and ocean. Since we moved in we have been swimming almost every day. I too love the water.

Dean Wood July 26, 2017 at 9:57 AM "nomadic sands in search of home caress my body as they roam" beautiful phrasing. This whole poem is a masterpiece Eileen. A FAV for me. Cyprus sounds lovely. - Dean

Russell Sivey July 26, 2017 at 7:03 AM Wow Eileen, you have mastered this! What a fabulous write my friend! I especially like the first 4 stanzas, those were awesome! I bet those were the ones that came to you while in the sea! This is a superior piece, what a glorious poem! I really enjoyed reading this angelic poem this morning, Great Work!! By the way, what are you studying? I'm studying poetry in college!

Demetrios Trifiatis July 26, 2017 at 2:41 AM If only I were a "grain of sand" my dear friend...! Enjoy your stay with the sun and the sea for you deserve it after a heavy academic year! A refreshing couplet that makes all of us dream such vacations. Excellent my dearest friend, Eileen. Filakia!