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He gave me only crumbs to feed my soul
A famished heart in need, I asked for more
I could not please him for he was not whole
His heart was hers and he had locked that door
I longed to eat of banquet of his love
The night grew long and in my heart an ache
I hid my face and cried to God above
And prayed that by his grace I would not wake
A little kiss, a quick caress, a sigh
The rest was left for dreams to try to fill
The fervent plea of heart he did deny
My hope of passion’s fullness lingers still
Yet bounty of love’s banquet I must taste
Another one will feed me what I crave
My lavish heart like crumbs I will not waste
For I must feast on love before the grave
Eileen Manassian
August 21, 2014
For Giorgio's Iambic Pentameter Contest
Footnote:
Today I read a poem by Jan Allison entitled, Free Bird, in which she wrote of
being thrown some crumbs. My response to her: “We all need love and
affection. Crumbs must turn to banquet soon.” Thus, this poem was born. ?
Inspiration works in mysterious ways. Thanks Jan for the seed! Give Jan's
poem a read. It is sweet.
When I am without her
The sun doesn't shine as brightly
When I am without her,
The clouds are dark and foreboding
When I am without her,
The birds doesn't sing as sweetly.
When I am with her,
she holds me, my emotions makes it clear
To have more strength to move mountains.
When I am with her,
Her touch so soft but strong,
In my heart that beats with rhythm,
Like a thunderstorm.
When I am with her,
She wraps me in her warm embrace,
Close and comfort me, throughout the night
Until the eyes sight the daylight.
When I am with her,
Her smile and on her black shining face,
Like a flash of an Eagle, was very soul.
That's brings happiness to my sadness.
When i am with her,
She kisses me before I start a day,
That heal all weaknesses of my body,
With her soft and different cuddle styles.
You're the one I can't live without
Anyone can tell you, they love you,
Anyone can flatter you, and tell you, you're beautiful
Anyone can promise you the world
And the stars,and finest things of life
There is no doubt,
And I want you to know that , I'm not "anyone "
I want to be the "one .
What’s a lovely girl like you doing in a dump like this.
I own it.
That course I took is working well.
Was that the diplomatic course.
It was, have you been on it.
Have I asked you any stupid questions.
Not yet, but give it time.
Ask me another question.
What’s your name.
Sonya.
You’re kidding, did your parents not like you.
Did you actually attend that course?
Well, i sort of started the online application, but this **** site popped up, and I got distracted.
Did anything else pop up.
That’s quite witty, Sonya.
It wasn’t meant to be. I was meaning, did any religious sites pop up.
Well, they do say God works in mysterious ways. So I’m thinking he came through as busty Bertha from Berlin.
Are you a bit rusty chatting up women?
Well, I have just come out of a long term relationship.
Sorry to hear that, how long were you together.
A week.
Wish I hadn’t asked now. Was that a full week.
Well, a week is a week.
Not necessarily, it might have been Saturday, Sunday.
I suppose so.
So was it.
No, it was Wednesday, Saturday.
So technically it was four days.
If you want to be pedantic about it.
What about your relationship before that.
Eight days.
What’s your longest relationship.
Three weeks.
That must have seemed like a marriage to you.
Actually, my wife died tragically.
I’m really sorry, that was insensitive of me.
Only kidding, Sonya, she ran off with the window cleaner. The windows have never recovered.
My God, you’re a train wreck.
You want to be on that train, don’t you, Sonya.
I do, I actually want to go out with you. Why the hell do I want to go out with you.
Well Sonya, if you don’t go out with me. Then one fine day you’ll marry this boring guy, and I’ll be at the back of your mind.
But in my mind, I’ve already dumped you.
Not necessarily Sonya, this could be a match made in heaven.
It won't be, I’ve already known you five minutes, and already you’re doing my head in.
Well that is a sort of relationship, is it not.
I suppose so. I don’t even know your name.
It’s Paul.
Paul, did your parents not like you.
Do you see what you did there, Sonya?
OMG, I’ve become you, how the hell did that happen.
I’m not sure Sonya, maybe we shouldn’t go out together.
No, we must, it’s like I need to go out with you for my sanity’s sake.
Okay Sonya, pick you up at eight tomorrow night...
Saying to her bestfriend that she never felt so lost
Not knowing if she could mend her life just tossed
There was nothing at all left but this one silver cross
This was life biggest theft for it was all a total loss
He seen those deep welling tears his heart so heavy
Realizing all those fears he never thought he'd see
There standing side by side, devastation everywhere
Well she just cried in being more than she can bare
After standing there a while reality slowly sinking in
Looking through a big pile and all hope wearing thin
A glimmer catching her eye as they both began to dig
At the bottom a Cross would lie it being about ya big
He looked up at her and immediately a meeting of eyes
For them it just seemed to occur in making them realize
Together, they found that Cross realizing what it meant
Both lucky to still be around perhaps an Angel was sent
For Timothy Lee
I floundered, lost myself to then be found.
I shattered, broke as pieces to be glued.
His love restored me newly, wholly-bound.
No man have my emotions better viewed.
No love so warms my life as does his heart.
No face in smile could better stroke my joy,
or truer lover paint my soul deep art,
than brushes my man has at his employ.
When he is playful, I do romp in cheer.
When he is somber, I do listen best.
No matter his mood, he is my sweet dear.
No matter his need, he is my heart zest.
As warmth, he soothes away my daily aches.
As safety, he protects our love’s deep stakes.
My need for love
is never sated
it's not dated
but continuously present
ever feeling
always reeling
from its demands
it gets out of hand
you can't possibly understand
My need for love...
My need for love
is longevity's flame...
I feel no shame
it's always the same
it sears
and never fears
but scorches and torches
any barrier
livid carrier
it roars
temperature tempter
it soars
flaring and daring
not even caring
that I burn
that I yearn
for more of its heat
to be complete
it blazes
endless kindling
stoking the fire
delirium and desire
together conspire
to take me up higher
till I combust
consumption on repeat
all in my trajectory
consumed history...
what a tragedy
for me
is this...insatiable entity
my need for love...
My need for love
is never quenched
temerity of thirst
always at its worst
It withers me
can't escape...can't be free
its depth demonstrated
its force contemplated
this love well never fills
though fed till it spills
offering liquid thrills
it kills...for in no time, you see
it feels empty to me
can it be?
my need for love...
My need for love
is insatiable
I weep, I weep
for no one can keep
a steady supply
and I wonder why
I sigh
I die
there's not one reply to
My need for love
My need for love...
well now that you know
cause I've put it on show
My love, are you able
to keep it all stable
supply and demand
with your lips, with your hand
be the fullfiller
liberate from this killer
satiation subscriber
desire docilizer
need nullifier of...
My need for love
Yes, my need for love
from sated to abated
fully consecrated will be
when you make love to me
Eileen Manassian
A similar question would be
“Who is Jesus for you?”
It’s a question none of us can afford to ignore
Because our answer will affect our levels of
Peace and Joy
Even influenced the outcome of what we do
Many years ago
A retreat master said
“Never forget that Jesus is interested in you”
I never forgot his words
Jesus is interested in us
That means He is with us fully in every moment of our lives
He is with us in our joys and in our sorrows
We can count on His guidance in our moment of confusion
When we fail
We can count on His forgiveness
He will bring us to the fullness of life
Where our relationship with Him will never end
When he took my hand in his,
Feelings trembling in my breast,
An awkward yearning…
Breathless quest, a journey,
Into the mountains of tenderness.
Exposing gentle, its kiss crushing
Every doubt, each insecurity…
With the wonder of these feelings,
Bleeding liquid emotions, dreaming
Healing all the dark dread…
With sensitivity, the silence of wings
Freeing the wish for romance that sings
In a voice with a razor sharp edge –
Just beyond the uncertainty, into the beautiful
Faith, the believing in a joy, a hope, an inkling…
Between two hearts, two thoughts, two –
Who remember the sweetness of beautiful,
The kindness of a dream being lived out,
The music, the melody so gentle, like light
Being poured out by the buttery sun, the love
When we first met, a fire burned within –
Yet, there was a brush with the quiet of kindness,
Compassion caressing the tears, the fears
Silencing every pain, each darkness – with the laughing
Glow of a familiar breath, the breath of joy
The breath of knowing love that is living
Inside the soul who believes, the soul who sees
Beyond the darkest storm, the worst distress,
Into the mystery of a moment when love’s yearning
Frees the heart from its chest of not knowing…
With one short breath – doubt ceases to exist
And, light reflects what is best – the source of all rest,
The love that is forever the spirit’s greatest blessing,
The soul’s greatest success – the life’s permission…
To share in the joy that comes to those who simply believe…
That love is the answer if we only agree – yes, it is the key!
November 17, 2019
Disarray Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Nina Permanter
Disarray (Happy Disarray)
It happened one evening
The fourth of July
My lover went looking
For sparks in the sky.
He hadn’t been gone
For a minute or more
When someone came knocking
Loud on my front door.
I thought it was he,
He had found some bright flash
But instead, it was no one,
Maybe ding dong and dash.
I closed up my door
Knowing it was some quack,
When all of a sudden
My lover came back.
He had him a bottle
Of booze and some cheese
He sat on the step
Then got down on his knees.
He said he had something
He wanted to say
But his mumbling was nothing
But loud disarray.
I tried to stay calm
Tried hard not to laugh
But the look on his face
It cut me in half.
He had this strange look
With a glint in his eye
It turns out he was there
To tell me it was goodbye.
I couldn’t stand there
With him all drunk and dumb
So I went to the curb
And I put out my thumb.
A car came by quick
And I jumped in the back
I didn’t see him nor
His disgusting ass crack.
I was happy to go
And so happy to leave
That the rest of the night
I wore my heart on my sleeve.
Now wilted and broken
Once in her prime though
She was really something
Wasn’t she –
Or don’t you remember
Looking back
She had it all –
She had passion
She was going to live her dreams
And nothing would
Stand in her way
Once in her day
She was really something
Seems so long ago
It was the time before
You tamed her
And made her yours
When was the last time
You looked into her eyes?
Look at her now
Reduced to a caged bird
You call this love?
Listen – can you really not hear it?
Day after day, night after night
Isn’t there something
Way deep inside you
That longs to set her free?
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on October 12, 2017 for contest BROKEN HEARTED POEMS sponsored by BROKEN WINGS - RANKED 2ND