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Fall few and far between
The thousands of the common lot
That sink to nothing in the march of time.
Days like this,
All warmth of gold poured down
From a roof all Blue Serenity
Breezes soft and sweet
As sighs of innocent sleep
Crowds of trees nodding in council together
Around them the fields, an emerald sea -
These days are gifts
Of Gaia gone adorned in naked beauty
Her veils all pulled aside
For those who know just how to look
To see her as she really is:
Seductress Mother, Comforter, Slayer,
Harvester of Souls.
She draws her newborns to the light,
Then closes their eyes and rocks them to another sleep
Full of unknowable dreams,
Waking them again in different shapes.
She dances then to her selfmade tunes,
Of snowstorms in the heart of June
Or roses 'neath an autumn moon -
Confirmation, Contradiction;
Epithets and Benedictions.
On days like this a drum beats
Somewhere deep inside a quiet corner of the soul,
Calling from a distant time
When we spoke volumes to each other
Dancing 'round the sacred flames in holy silence
While the wolves howled through the icy dark
- If you listen you may feel it yet -
Stop awhile and watch the distant trees
Nodding in their ancient way,
Sighs winding close between them;
She has let the veils slip loose
Blinding in her nakedness
Breath trailing all around you warm
Like the blood you shared within the womb -
There are drums
There are songs
Salt of sea drifting through your veins
As you smile a wolf's smile without knowing it -
All these and more lie just below the surface
Before She turns and draws
Her cloak of stars about Her,
Have one last look and just remember
That nothing down here is truly trivial,
Each day another page writ
In the just-beginning Human Story.
Smile like a wolf and remember:
Terrible things, Wondrous things,
Secret, Sacred, Magnificent things
Are always happening somewhere;
Happening Somewhere
On days
just like this.
From the first instant
my eyes laid bare
circled and squared
at the feet
of a Vitruvian man,
the one uniqueness
in my possession,
I was lust to your loins
as images permeated
and shivered my thighs,
I felt a rising veracity
to savour the tang of you
longing to rip your Levi’s
into little streamers and hang them
from my window,
while tieing your Johnny Rebs
to my planter box,
the world would know
you were mine
I became the seductress
you could not resist
relentless,
designing schemes
so Machiavellian,
Lector would
have been impressed
and helped
shameless in my pursuit
pulling out all stops
I acted unaffected,
but the sight of your length
made me drool
my first tell
finally,
the maelstrom
churning my gut
my hunger,
gave me away
under the slick
of your hands,
my body arched
addicted to the textures
and plains,
mania seized all good sense
I writhed as you rocked,
by the time your hands
released my breasts,
I was howling my release
a wildcat thrashed to frenzy
my tricksters hand called
and beaten by a pro
who could have guessed?
ME!
aced by the hand of a machinehead
I’ll not be the mask of your madness
I’ll not be the whip of your demands
I’ll not be the drug of your habit
I’ll not be the dough in your hands
I’ll not be the doll that’s your play thing
I’ll not be the container of your need
I’ll not be the victim of your anger
I’ll not be the object of your greed
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I’ll the bread that he feeds on
I’ll be the water that he drinks
I’ll be the cloud that he walks on
I’ll be the thoughts that he thinks
I’ll be the tent that he dwells in
I’ll be the heaven that he dreams
I’ll be the angel that he wants
I’ll be the sparkle in his stream
I'll be the star that he follows
I'll be the sun’s warmth on his chest
I'll be the moon that allures him
I'll be the treasure of his quest
I'll be the fairy of his woodland
I'll be the seductress of his need
I'll be the breast that he lies on
I'll be the dogma of his creed
I’ll be the honey that he savors
I’ll be the dessert that he craves
I’ll be the sea that he dips in
I’ll be the virgin he enslaves
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I would have been all that to you
I gladly would have made you king
But you gave all that to another
Now you must taste my bitter sting
You must watch his hands caress me
You must see his mouth devour
You must hear my sighs of pleasure
You must curse the betrayal hour
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Snow came down hard
Harassing the roadside bar
Taking one more shot
Reminding himself, 'he was hot'
John proceeded to the lavatory
Without any worry
Mirror, he did reflect
No fear of the word 'reject'
Ventured into the night
Seeking a romantic sight
Reality stated hurtful fight
"Goodbye, my dear knight
Our relationship is dead,"
Wearing the pearls he bought, she said
Returning to the watering hole
Shivering and cold
Shocking we were told
Seductress commanded the stage
Half anyone's age
Protected inside a cage
Belting out a tune
Loving warmth came back soon
After being swooned
Patrons did say
Heating bill, owner electronically paid
When the tempting tease was done
She approached the admirer, looking for fun
As for the haunting past outside
Confirming someone had lied
And died
"Those pearls fit you right"
Stranger mentioned, eyes bright
"They are a little tight,"
Informed the songbird, preparing for a deathly fight
Confirming fan, a nut
She kicked them in the butt
Finding a cell
Lonely, I must tell
You’ll see a spiral curl upon the brow
And on her cheeks a trailing rose
Beneath the trellis of a smile
Are seeds where sprouts of darkness fell
~
Her honey, wild, and pure with gold
Until the taste was tainted cold
In lonely rooms, pink roses slept
Where bedside shadows used and spent
~
The tears she wept so long ago
Now shuttered tight, where secrets hide
Against the dark, against the tide
Of shame which learned to shut an eye
~
How did it come to be this way?
Who stalked her, broke her, made her pay?
A broken childhood, piece by piece
No mercy for what might have been
~
A child, a lily in the bud
Her fear is gone, but not forgot
Redemption, now it matters not
Where true love dwells, is never sought
~
A tear upon the lash won’t fall
The garland once upon her dress
Is now tattooed upon her breast
She steals the breath, if once eyes rest
~
Satine, seductress of wanton depths
~
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Her silken web she spins fine
Dreaming on what she will dine
Her work done behind green leaf
Waits to bring his heart to grief
He looked at the shining thread
At inviting silver bed
Her smile soft, and sticky sweet
A taste of love making treat
Closer to her web he drew
His friends becoming far and few
Drawn to lies, he forgot truth
Her heart of hearts was uncouth
Behind leaf, her eyes beguile
Yet in her heart is bitter bile
Revenge on every single soul
For him who’d made her not whole
She waits with still bated breath
To catch and lead him to death
Her web of passion invites
He’s drawn to her sheer delights
Around his body she will spin
Gilded layers of her sin
Pleasure he has never tried
What his woman has denied
Secure now within her grip
Seductress role she lets slip
Shows her ugly seething face
Devours him: leaves no trace….
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Proverbs 6: 23 - 29
For this command is a lamp,
this teaching is a light,
and correction and instruction
are the way to life,
24 keeping you from your neighbor’s wife,
from the smooth talk of a wayward woman.
25 Do not lust in your heart after her beauty
or let her captivate you with her eyes.
26 For a prostitute can be had for a loaf of bread,
but another man’s wife preys on your very life.
27 Can a man scoop fire into his lap
without his clothes being burned?
28 Can a man walk on hot coals
without his feet being scorched?
29 So is he who sleeps with another man’s wife;
no one who touches her will go unpunished.
She moves her body with a sexual tempo, slow and easy does it
She’s on the corner every night, dressed in next to nothing; skimpily clad
Alluring men in her seductress trap a web of pleasure mixed with dishonesty
She’s exchanging pleasure for cash its a means to an end, survival that's all it is
She doesn’t care who is her partner
She just needs to pay her bills
She makes no plans for tomorrow, time takes care of its self
Her body is worn out from all the late-night adventures
A car stops to pick her up
She walks up, negotiates her price and jump in the front seat
She has no care if she lives or die, all that matters are the bills to pay and the kids to feed
She gives pleasure for cash …the money is all that matters, that's all she needs
She cares zero about her safety, she's just living from day to day
She has no education so the streets is all she knows
She just survives every night, selling herself just to pay the bills and feed her kids…survival, that's all it is
In Shallow Hours, graves are dug
By words morose,
Their hollow powers seem mundane,
But are much worse.
Being Lonely in a crowded room,
With empty words
Muttered by survivors;
Whose frosty breath in time,
With second hand,
Will still ones heart with breach of mind
From gestures grand;
So gentle souls as we,
Will speak no more about it.
This too shall pass as melancholy.
Whispered mischief of the gods;
The poisoned fruit of folly.
As seasons run their course;
Whose touch so coarse,
Flow unrefined.
A baking of our Maker's choice,
Upon which we have dined.
Too many courses chose
Again, the Blackened Rose.
Life without salience
For such as those.
Naked She,
No longer seductress,
Temptress to youth
Our lives attempt atone.
Experienced eyes, now show revealed;
A Harlot to the bone.
What drug could so impair?
What game be more unfair?
What beauty in beholder's eye,
Less rare?
False Gods flail.
Chariot wheels on ipad screens
In most minute detail.
Now kiss your new God
Soft upon His cheek
And in a moment, through Alexa,
He may speak.
A jealous woman am I…a very jealous woman
For you, dear, are MY man, my very own possession
Yes, I do own you; you are under my lock and key
Don’t you dare now look at her, for you belong to ME!
My love is a gilded cage, but a cage nonetheless
If you dare try to escape, you’ll suffer…I confess
You know I will track you down, and then I’ll make you pay
I’ll bring fire to your nights and torture you by day
You are branded with my love; it's plain for all to see
Revenge on seductress will come swiftly, trust in me!
The fire that burns you up when you are in MY bed
The self same will sear your heart, if you love her instead
You see, my dear, you’re mine…all mine…mine and ONLY mine
Baby, don’t you mess things up, and I will treat you fine
I’ll be your muse and your slave; I’ll be your everything
Ask of me your every wish; I’ll treat you like a king.
A jealous woman am I, a very jealous woman...
But if you stay my own, I’ll make you taste of heaven.
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Clover superlative lovers, sprung via same stem
Umbrella immunity protects sprites supple
Filter purity lacy leaf shade kindly dapples them
Desiree samples pitchfork debauch, spicy morsel
Charcoal meats mesh ashes as a couple
Ambidextrous temptress directs a dirty rehearsal
Slides snakelike under bellies of cavernous crime
Noir nymph' s naughty retorts immortal
Eclipses mens' deception with suspense sublime
Renee seeps charisma, dripped dagger stalactites
Fever lucid rouge cog spins fire's scorch
Sword slung blood hungry royalty raunchily ignites
Challenges zealous volunteers alter ideal rhythm
Their arteries' iron absorbed easily by hers
Victims slump lethargic in archer's hearty system
Daisy cartwheels through clouds of chaste cherubs
Recklessly devours disappearing desserts
Meringue marries her tongue to immaculate merit
Sunrise serene promise of peace glides with dove
Subtle touch petal's glitter silken sensual
Agitates a fragile ego to dream unconditional love
Virgin indulges a glutton with wedding splendour
Impulsive maid skips in fields plentiful
Expressive poses pollinate their dramatic detour
Reunited trio resplendent, red black white card
Dervish of dizzying seductive curses
Climb dandelion conducted, an angel on guard
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