Eileen Manassian Poet Free verse

Just a Little Word

It was a tiny thing
Just a little word
Made up of little letters
That you planted in my heart
You didn’t think much of it
You patted it down
And covered it with love

It wasn’t much
Just a little word
Little letters
Laced with encouragement
Dipped in love
Buried
In my heart
Watered by my tears
Warmed by the sunlight of your care
Growing

G   r   o  w  i   n  g

Strong and beautiful
A word tree
Bursting into bloom
Breathtakingly Beautiful Blossoms
Flowers that never shrivel
Or fall
Or get blighted by the frost of criticism
Eternally growing
In the garden of my heart

I weep tears of joy
Exuberant joy
You planted
A little word seed 

Not knowing
My heart is fertile
            My heart is rich
                        My tears plentiful
Not knowing
You’d left me
An eternal gift
Of wonder and beauty


“But," you say, “It just was a word!" 

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                                                    Eileen  Manassian Ghali

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Andrea Dietrich May 4, 2014 at 9:16 PM this is so adorable and I love how you formed the flower that bloomed from that word seed. your free verse style is sweet and beautiful, Eileen. You wear your emotions on your sleeve and people really respond to that.

Funom Makama May 1, 2014 at 2:38 PM What a blessing! This is such an enjoyable, beautifully written and captivating read. Thank you so much for the share. You are indeed hugely talented

Mel Merrill April 12, 2014 at 1:41 AM Eileen, the title grabbed me, and I'm glad it did. What a cool poem. So descriptive and real. You're beautiful; a talented wordsmith and imagist. Keep it up, girl. hugs xo mel :)

Lucilla Carrillo March 22, 2014 at 10:56 AM As always Eileen; You have created a beautiful poem. In the garden of my heart. U. R. Good... Lucilla Eileen Manassian March 23, 2014 at 1:06 PM I love to be in the garden of your heart Lucilla! :) Hugs

Kabuteng P.Ink K. March 21, 2014 at 1:20 PM Your mom sounded like such a beautiful & amazing woman. I think that when we lose people we love, the hollowness that they take with them, is always there, but yes, the memories we have of them keep them alive-- you're so right, they are there in our hearts. Thank you so much again! I'm smiling right now, in his memory. Eileen Manassian March 21, 2014 at 1:33 PM hello, sweetie....Thanks for stopping by and sharing your heart. We are all walking wounded.....but...we must keep walking in their honor. Hugs

Kabuteng P.Ink K. March 21, 2014 at 1:18 PM Awww shucks, I really "dig" the metaphor that you used here, Eileen! Isn't it amazing indeed when what others seem to be negligible, could mean the world to another? Grow into so much more for them? I love the metaphor you used here, and I am a Huge sucker for formatting in poems, I really enjoyed this one, Eileen! Very creative write! Thanks so much for all your encouraging words- it really touches me, what you say. I'm so sorry about you losing your mom, I can only imagine how hard it is.contd

Richard Lamoureux March 21, 2014 at 8:33 AM I haven't figured out how to do formatting, it doesn't seem to work with my iPad .

Skat A March 20, 2014 at 12:33 PM your poem is beautiful Love ~SKAT~ Eileen Manassian March 20, 2014 at 8:51 PM Thanks, Skitty Skat! :) So sweet of you to visit! Will be around to see you soon! It's 4:00 am. I'm beat. Hugs

Richard Lamoureux March 20, 2014 at 9:41 AM This is so cool! Perfect! Eileen Manassian March 20, 2014 at 8:52 PM I have my smiling, Richard. Thanks ever so much. Glad you liked it.

Connie Marcum Wong March 19, 2014 at 8:51 PM How lovely this is Eileen. Words of encouragement are golden and inspire, especially poets, to want to create. One of your best creations! Eileen Manassian March 20, 2014 at 8:54 PM Yes, Connie. My love language is touch and words of affirmation. Have you read the book, "Love's Languages"? There are five. These two are mine. Yes, words really touch my heart. Thanks for stopping by. BTW...I've made mention of you and your form in my latest blog, if you can to visit. Hugs

Ilene Bauer March 19, 2014 at 5:12 PM beautiful! the flower at the end is sweet, but the poem is strong enough that you didn't even need it. i really enjoyed this one very much, eileen... Eileen Manassian March 20, 2014 at 8:55 PM Oh...that is a tender and sweet post, Ilene. I'm ever so grateful. Hugs!

M. L. Kiser March 19, 2014 at 5:02 PM I did enjoy this piece. Eileen Manassian March 20, 2014 at 8:55 PM Glad to know it. Thanks for the visit.

Anne-Lise Andresen March 19, 2014 at 3:15 PM - Admiring your art, Eileen - Unique - Have a lovely afternoon. - oxox // Anne-Lise :) Eileen Manassian March 20, 2014 at 8:56 PM Thank you, Sunshine! Will do my best! So glad it's the weekend. Thanks for the lovely visit. Hugs

Tim Smith March 19, 2014 at 3:09 PM Wow !!! Eileen you out did yourself.. This is a piece of art. A favorite..I am blown away.....Hugs Tim Eileen Manassian March 19, 2014 at 3:12 PM :) Thanks ever so much, Tim. I'm so so glad that you liked it! A piece of art? What could be sweeter! Thanks!

Paul Callus March 19, 2014 at 2:51 PM Hi Eileen; just a tiny kittle word! ... but it's the base on which this whole poem stands...and flourishes. A lovely poem in all its simplicity. /x/ paul Eileen Manassian March 19, 2014 at 3:11 PM :) Thank you, Paul. I've been thinking of encouragers and what a big impact they leave on our lives. Some people, like Barnabas of the Bible, are SONS (and daughters) of encouragement. What a joy to be around these people. Little do they know...their words...bring such joy! Thank you for visiting, Paul. :) Blessings