Long Nacre Poems

I was an active, vibrant, happy person, and I was captivated by the moon,
In the way that summer lovers, are ofttimes charmed by romantic  tunes.

Since early childhood, I had been enamored, of that limpid,...

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I was an experienced family therapist, helping families maintain functionality,
As wandering, starlit seasons maintain all nature, being rooted in practicality.

I loved preserving healthy relationships, that foundation of healthy societies;
And kept up a fruitful dialogue between...

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Mom told me once that 
Her cat's eye necklace
Was a favorite.
There was something about it
That filled it with glamour.
Years later I learned it appealed
To her because it was chatoyant.

A few decades ago, 
Every ingenue was...

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For PD's Collaboration Contest
August 28, 2015

By: Eileen Manassian 

Thank you for this string of pearls 
What a beautiful sight! 
Right?
Yes.....a sheer delight. 
You look surprised! 
You gifted them to me 
Can't you see? 
This beautiful...

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please ...
close your eyes to me
feel the melting
moonlight brush your lids with
its wan wonder ...
draw a passion dream in
your mind's eye and
press its wishes to my lips ...

talk your tastes to
me - use a honeyed...

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"...all that vulgar beauty of iridescence...", "Roosters", by Elizabeth Bishop

"It is used in nature
to recognize organisms
of the same species, choose mates,
confuse and evade predators --
a useful adaptation --
a shimmer of glittering and
changeable colors --
the phenomenon...

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La peregrina, why do I pick you from all the jewels of the world ?

Not because you were a fifty -eight and a half carat pear-shaped drop pearl

 hanging gayly on enchantress  Elizabeth...

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Oh,  oyster your tight shell beckons
in a mystery of your oval pristine walls
wherein you caress nacre gel over node
liquid spreading   
so slowly from nature's painting palette 
becoming a delicate dot so fiercely
held...

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In the nacre of morning light
ice tendrils over cobbled stones
touching lake's edge
as surrounding crags plummet
to the surface.

An opaque sky preens
diaphanous plumage 
as I, like Narcissus,
ponder my reflection
in winter's adumbral waters.

My face flickers on the silent...

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You never saw 
as nacre fibers 
wove round my heart


the weight of your eye
had fallen to me


you never heard
the symphony,
as celestial bodies gasped


your wings had opened
and slid
against my soul


I had never felt
the smallest measure
of serenity


supine...

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Nacreous and opaline iridescence
Scattered through my gated garden
Million white tendered blossoms
Oozing intoxicating perfumed bursts
Most divine exotic jasmine
Beaded lily of the valley
Melodramatic calla lily
Trumpet playing lilium
Oversized amaryllis
Inspirited hyacinth
Lotuslike magnolia
Tall spiky foxgloves
Rock garden candytuft
Innocence of baby’s breath
Exalting...

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