Eileen Manassian Poet Free verse

You Touch Me With Your Words

You touch me with your words
Syllable sensations
Sound unit caresses
Meaningful moans
From all those
Adjective crescendos
That climax into verbs
Pounding
Each phrase a taste
Punctuation reverberations of love
Placed just in the right place
To make me quiver

Your thoughts turned words turned hands
Hold me steadfast
Unable to move away
Captivated by content of your dreams
I stay
I try  to breathe
You splash your scent in syntax
Fragrant oil
A grammatical rub
That makes me lose my senses
My sight blurs
I reread
I bleed
I’m freed

Oh those words that you string together
Have me strung and tied
So beguiled
By your masterful mind
That has me play 
That has me thrive
That has me dream
In the letter land of your love…

Eileen Manassian

I have a love affair with words....I've written a poem entitled, Poetry was Her Best Lover! Ah...but words are living entities! They breathe and touch and love a heart in such fantastic ways!

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Faye Gibson September 2, 2014 at 12:50 PM Love this. Words do have life. The worlds were created by words...God spoke and things came to be. Christ is the living Word. It is mysterious like bread. We can use words for good or evil. They have power. I love how they can bend or be poured like a liquid. Love your words. Eileen Manassian September 2, 2014 at 12:58 PM You and me we use so very many clumsy words. The noise of what we often say is not worth being heard. When the Father's wisdom wanted to communicate His love, He spoke it in one final perfect Word. He spoke the incarnation, and then so was born THE Son. His final word was Jesus, He needed no other one. Spoke flesh and blood so He could bleed and make a way Divine. And so was born THE baby who would die to make it mine. And so the Father's fondest thought TOOK ON FLESH AND BONE. He spoke the living luminous word, at once His will was done. And so the transformation that in man had been unheard, Took place in God the Father as he spoke that final Word. And so the Light became alive and manna became Man. Eternity stepped into time so we could understand Eileen Manassian September 2, 2014 at 12:56 PM Faye, thanks for dropping by. Yes, I am aware of John 1:1. In the beginning was the Word and the Word was with God and the Word was God! :) Do you know the song FINAL WORD by Michael Card? Oh...you should hear it. One of my favorites!! James speaks a lot about the power of the tongue. Thanks for your lovely post. Hugs

Demetrios Trifiatis September 2, 2014 at 3:51 AM After a poem like that who wouldn't love grammar and who wouldn't love your student to be? Excellent, dear Eileen! Eileen Manassian September 2, 2014 at 6:26 AM Thank you, my dear poet. These classes are very special ones, indeed. ;) Always nice to have you visit and leave your sweet words for me. Blessings.

Justin Bordner September 1, 2014 at 7:31 PM Its so very amazing what poetry can communicate to the pulse of imagination and the purr of our most sensitive spaces Eileen. I happily admit, that you invigorate my veins, vision and the voom of my heart. This ingenius composition touches upon all the right literary techniques of lust and liberation, WOW WOW!! " That climax into verbs...Splash your scent in syntax", and the best, " In the letter land of your love ", uh ah oh, I'm in heaven...you this is Masterpiece/FAV. J.A.B. Eileen Manassian September 2, 2014 at 6:34 AM Justin....you are too kind to me! :) I revel in it. Thanks ever so much. The VOOM of your heart enjoyed this piece? I'm glad! Your scent in syntax....I really don't know how that came to me. I don't usually write in this style, but I'm trying to diversify. You're writing style must be rubbing off on me! If you're in heaven, save me a seat.

Maurice Yvonne September 1, 2014 at 1:43 AM another wonderful poem. a powerful write. thank you for your words laced in your love. what more could anyone ask for. Eileen Manassian September 2, 2014 at 6:35 AM Thanks ever so much for your visit, Maurice. I'm glad you liked my Your Words Touch Me. I'm particularly proud of this piece. Glad you liked it.

Jslambert Mister Roboto August 31, 2014 at 11:53 PM Lovers of language love this language poem! Fun to read. Eileen Manassian September 2, 2014 at 6:36 AM Isn't that a smart quote, JS! :) Thanks ever so much.

Robert Lindley August 31, 2014 at 9:22 PM Eileen this is one of your best writes and its very deep in personal emotions. BBBRAVOOOOOO!!!!! Eileen Manassian September 2, 2014 at 6:37 AM Thanks ever so much, Robert. My heart and soul is in everything I write. It's the only way with me. :)

Richard Lamoureux August 31, 2014 at 2:07 PM I enjoyed your exchange with Charlotte. I too think you should enter more. Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 2:10 PM Richard....I owe you. Big time! You were the first to encourage me to enter! You gave me a big number one win with the Girl Rising contest. :) I'll never forget it. Hugs

Dr. Upma A. Sharma August 31, 2014 at 11:35 AM That's a true n real poetry here Eileen! Words are less to express the beauty outer n inner as well! Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 1:58 PM Thank you, Dr Upma... :) Words affect me WAY too much! ;) I remember them....forever, it seems. Unfortunately, I do remember the painful ones as well. We must really be careful with what we say AND write...but sometimes...it's good just to LIVE in the words. Hugs

Liam Mcdaid August 31, 2014 at 10:26 AM beautifully drawn piece eileen Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 2:00 PM Thanks ever so much, Liam....I love your work, and it's always a joy to see you have a new poem up! Hugs

Tim Smith August 31, 2014 at 8:42 AM Oh my word I love thee....you set me free...captivate me....to be...or not....in love with your hot...I'll give it a shot....words I love you a lot.,...hugs Tim Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 2:00 PM WORDS...are very touched by your poem in honor of them! ;) Hugs Eileen

Richard Lamoureux August 31, 2014 at 8:15 AM I so relate to your feelings about words, for me they are a portal to mind body and soul. I watched a movie last night called "The Book Thief", it was amazing and sad. The authors words conveyed such powerful emotions and we were all moved to tears. You are blessed with such a gift Eileen. Hugs Rick. Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 2:02 PM Thanks for this kind post, Richard. You are gifted with the ability to move and inspire with your words. I know...I mentioned to hubby that you wrote about this movie. He saw it on the plane on one of his trips and it really moved him. I should watch it, but I'm too fragile to watch something very sad at the moment. Perhaps later...Thanks!

Nette Onclaud August 31, 2014 at 7:55 AM how you make love with words consumes me, eileen... i found it absolutely sumptuous to read... ohh my, huggs! Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 2:03 PM I make love to them...and they make love to me! ;) Pretty fulfilling, wouldn't you say? Thanks for your visit, Nette. Very sweet of you. Remember, I do teach English, so.....I do love all aspects of the language...grammar included! ;)

Charlotte Puddifoot August 31, 2014 at 7:18 AM now eileen, THIS is precisely the sort of poetry I'm after in my contests!! the frustrating thing for me is that I know you can do it - you've just proved it here! go on, be brave and enter (I shouldn't really be saying that, should I? I'll get myself in trouble!) fantastic poem :) (I'm wondering if perhaps you need to add an 'ing' on those last lines? I'm not sure, what do you think?) Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 1:57 PM Thanks, Charlotte. I've gotten first and second place wins with some judges. They even challenge me to write in forms that are new to me and I appreciate the challenge. They are pretty tough judges as well. At times, it just boils down to preferences, I guess. I will give your contest a look see. I've written a confessional poem called....Confessional Booth on Fire...It is rhyme...and I'm sure it wouldn't be up your alley...I'll see if I can come up with something new. Hugs Charlotte Puddifoot August 31, 2014 at 7:44 AM I'm not being gracious, I'm being honest! It IS fantastic! yes, I am quite a tough judge, so the wins may not come as frequently with me, but when they do, you know you've produced something outstanding...I can't speak for other sponsors, but a 4th or 5th with me means excellent work...if you place anywhere on my list it means that (in my opinion) you've produced something really special :) poetry is more than a hobby for me, too, so I do understand Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 7:24 AM I once wrote two sizzlers....The one I DIDN'T enter you contest you liked...the one I DID...didn't place, if I remember correctly. I just don't know how to do that whole different type of imagery thing, you know? I wish I did. Thanks for liking this. I was in a sort of MOOOD! ;) I want to use the simple tense for that is true of habitual things....which is what poetry does...rather than emphasize the continuous nature of it. Make sense? Eileen Manassian August 31, 2014 at 7:21 AM Hey sweetie!! You ARE SO GRACIOUS in this post. I'm so touched. You know...I'll be frank with you. Poetry is more than a hobby for me. When I don't do well in contests...I'm gutted. For a LONG time. I only join contest that I think I can do well in. For example...I'm going to stop joining contests by a certain sponsor because I NEVER do well. 4th or 5th place...This person has a different writing style and I'm sure my work doesn't impress. That's why I shy away from your contests and some others. It's not because I don't honor you. It's because I don't want to set myself up for failure. I'm just so touched by your post, Charlotte. YOU are an amazing writer....