Artist’s Canvas – Heather Mirassou
Artist’s Canvas
The artist strokes his canvas
His hues and tints of beauty
The orator of his creation
The perfect task of impression
Like a beam of sunlight
Rainbows illuminate
Glory and splendor appear
His vision is revelation
Twilight Bliss
Twilight Bliss
She whispers to heaven
No rainbows dampened
Young souls tossing
Pearl birds
Planet full of color
A purple myriad
Rejoicing iridescence
Whisper tears
Rustic turquoise
Revived sunlight
Fountain of harvest
Seas hypnotize
Goodbye twilight bliss
The Wisdom of Rilke – “The Poet’s Guide To Life”
“Life has been created quite truthfully in order to surprise us
(where it does not terrify us altogether).”
” It is, after all, one strength within the human which we achieve everything,
a single steadfastness and pure direction of the heart.
Whoever possesses that strength ought not to lose himself to fear.”
“To have a childhood means to live a thousand lives before this one.”
Lavender Moonlight – Heather Mirassou
Your skin glows
Like peach blossoms
As lovely as daffodils
In the purest hope of spring
My heart-strings follow each strum of a harp
Your voice a hypnotic melody
I leap like a cricket
at the whisper of your name
The evening floats
On a great parrot wing
I am comforted
With you by my side
I hold you tight
Like two twilight beams across the sky
In the listless evening
I listen for the last chime of the day
I lye with you
In lavender moonlight
Hand-in-hand we reach our destiny
For a mystical shower of love
Winter – Heather Mirassou
In the softest night
Free winter rises
Maiden blossoms sincere
Weary blossoms adhere
Winter grass is near
Naked tenderness is here
With tired kisses in the air
Goodnight springtime with care
Angel Hair Pasta
Angel Hair Pasta
Virgin Oil encased
Oregano, Basil & Thyme
Fragrance ascend
Blonde strands flyaway
Garlic Shards dancing
Swim in the wind
Pulsing Beef Stake
Red River Flowing
Seeds flooding
Tightly wadded
Expertly wound
Atop her head
Wasp-hive
Angel Hair pasta
April Alive – Heather Mirassou
April Alive
Budding bright rivulets
Islands of green groves
Ardent foliage
Idle leaves
Common spirit wild
Distant naked hues
Spot a summit air
April desires
Contentment alive
Nature Dawns
Nature Dawns
Nature Dawns
Flower fresh love
Perfumed trees
Rose colored affection
Sustenance to our eyes
Mother heaven in the skies
God’s great hand rises
Rain Dance
Rain Dance
The sound of crackling glass
Fill my eardrums and awaken me
A steamy haze beckons me
Barefoot and naked I tap-dance on bubbles
Sweet nectar fills my mouth with delight
The humid rain calms and soothes my sizzling skin
The stars are the brightest I have ever seen
The moon is tucked away in its cradle
Mother Nature has raised her hand for me
Come rain on me
Questionable Love
Questionable Love
From seedlings
Raw passion arrives
Teardrops germinate
A questionable love
Free reign love’s geyser
Either uproot and scatter
Or stay and bloom
I Keep on Loving You – Heather Mirassou
I Keep On Loving You
I keep on loving you
Year after year
We stand side-by-side
In this crazy life
Like nature and earth
Our bond never broken
Please remind me darling
Why you love me so
When you say
“You love me more than the
Earth, moon, the sky and stars”
I have no doubt
Your liquid aqua eyes
Like a baby blue sky
I see upon your
Gentle and serene face
Your heart echoing
Our heart-strings stronger
Than the yoke that bound us
Many years ago
Your heavy breath
Like a steamy
Dawn upon
A rustling brook
Your humble smile
Welcoming Me
Home-sweet-home
Till eternity
Your blond hair
Playing peek-a-boo
Like a sly fox
Inviting me to play
Your arms
Wide and inviting
A safe haven
To fit my mold
Your word
Built of steel
Your integrity
Crystal clear
Your laughter
Like honey-dew
A Reflection upon
A mirrored lake
Our love soars
Like an eagle mid-flight
Like the cotton clouds
Dancing in delight
My heart
Is yours forever
To quench your
Every desire
Copyright Heather Mirassou
Foster Child – Heather Mirassou
Foster Child
Foster child of silence
What did you say?
You were always instructed to smile
It was a woman’s way
Your smile is corrugated
You eyes sheathed in despair
You yearn for a rush of happiness
You wear your masks expertly
Until your hidden emotions bleed
You pace and pray to make them go away
But you cannot stay sane in this façade
White padded walls embrace you
Until your soul is cut in two
You finally speak
But no one listens to you
No light on the horizon
Only darkness that ties you down
You don nakedness
You plant your feet in a potted tree
Hoping to go back to a place, safe and serene
Instead on the cusp of losing your mind
You hear voices calling out
Telling you that they love you
You look all around for them
But remain alone in the padded room
Your mental illness you cannot control
It is the monster in your heart that wants to let go
You gather your strength above no other
To put another mask of sanity on your face
You play your façade expertly
And you are released for a time
Until you become a danger to yourself or others again
Where is your gratitude?
Just for today
You have been given multiple chances
Of a second chance at life
Remove the lock and key from your soul
Seek help and slowly let the pain come
Don’t let it drown you
Some memories have been taken away by God
Other’s have endured with his assistance
But what is wisdom and life without trial
Begin to forgive and begin to heal
Let the dragons come head on
With your family by your side
You are not alone
Speak your voice or ink your pen
But do not be a victim
To the demons inside
Take off your running shoes
Go barefoot in earth’s paradise
Walk to the ends of the Earth
And God will kiss your blisters away
You will no longer be despondent
No longer suffocating in your silence
You will remain on the path to freedom
Break from the constant
Begin to live again
Free yourself
Find the courage and the voice
To say goodbye to the old demons
The harmony in your heart is your life-giving force
Storm Canvas – Heather Mirassou
Storm Canvas
Storm Canvas
A storm canvas can take you away
Thunderstorms and lightening
Tempest roaring high
Tumult of a tropic sky
Impatient as the phantom wind
Magenta jealousy
The earth summons
Wanting whorls
Invisible love potion
Dare to walk in its wake
Hands in the air
Clean crisp air
I become transparent
My passion dims
The cyclone whispers
Grizzly arms athwart the sky
I am no longer a slave to society
The breeze of heaven blows
Upon my soul
Goddess – Heather Mirassou
Goddess
In sunny solitude
The swelling seas
Erase the bank of haze
Birds begin to sing
A skylark soars in the air
Purple hills of paradise
No longer dampened souls
Tossing and turning in the night
Pearl white peaks
Hypnotize across the planet
The color of strength
Of a rainbow myriad
Green cascading canopies
No longer drinking
Nature’s tears away
With fluorescent green
Humming birds
Under the turquoise sky
The vintage rustic vines
Are revived to a new life
Rejoicing hearts
Of amethysts and emeralds
Are awakened from
The breeze of heaven
Vines whisper in awe
Her sun
Sky sweet bliss
Fountain overflows
To twilight shade
Robed fields of gold
Her young berries
Plump and iridescent
Until harvest comes
She will say goodbye
And again renew
Mad Love – Heather Mirassou
As snow does to a fire that runs
Blue white Ophelia floats
Mad with love as magnificent as snow
And among water lilies
Star which melts away
The wind kisses her breasts
Shivering willows
A nest of mad kisses
Curves of her back
In each soft corner
From violet forests
His sweet brow
On the seascape
The calm black water
Black moss embroidered
Her great veils rising
Why the goldenrod stars
Love her reflection madly
The rivers are a sail
Shadow flowers with bale
Scented twilight
A pearl sky
Moonshine Wind Song – Heather Mirassou
Barefoot and dirt-clod
I tip-toe across the yard
Avoiding mounds of stickers
Sharp rocks and weeds
The sky is full
Satin filled milk fluff
And moonshine
Full on me
Our tangerine trees
Rustle with low-lying
Bull frogs
Rib bit, rib bit
A symphony of crickets sings
High pitched Beetle mania
I hear a distant “moo” from the cows
A latent “who” from the owls in the barn
The statuesque wind chimes
Is playing a cacophony of wind song
This life here engulfs me in its pure and rare beauty
I am one with the country, home again
Sinless Spring
A Melancholy, listless day
Nature had sent the sinless spring
Into momentary silence, as if to shame
There are millions of nature’s mysteries
That I do not understand nor lay claim
The harsh now billowing west wind’s eyes
Engulf white-tipped frothy waves and collide
The midnight storm showers and lightning did mate
The fresh rain melts lavender petals in my wake
I was entranced by its walls of gloom, dark and dim
Manhood beats gallantly finally ridden of their sin
Childhood eternal biding silently
The lovely lulling sea almost swept me away
If not for the hypnotizing dance of the sea
It slapped a salty soul-mist across my cheeks
My kindred spring soulfully awoke from slumber
To dancing clouds of joy that sliced the thunder
The sweet art of marmalade skies
Smiled back at me with June eyes
Copyright, Heather Mirassou 6/26/2010
My Knight and Shining Armor – Heather Mirassou
Life is but a dream
Nature’s Hope – Heather Mirassou
Blue haze surrounds
She looks ready to birth
She is only
Half-Crescent tonight
I can see her
Slow
Methodical movements
As she readies her bed
She is alone
Her mate will be home soon
She will wait patiently
Until they are one
Before she gives birth
To her swollen
Ghost white belly
You will see her too
When she is full, bright
Glowing, shining
We will all be in awe
At the exact moment
Her baby arrives
It is the unknown
We never tire of
Instead we
Look forward
What is to be?
As a Bronte sister once said;
“Hope’s spell glorifies”
Like the young
To this aging eye
Full of billions, trillions
Of mysteries
The fearful
The fair
The young
The old
She soothes us
Lull’s us
hypnotize us
Brings us
Qualities
To conquer
Our fears
She is sister to me
Sister to faith
Nature is her mother
Her father the Universe
When I look upon the
Ocean and Sky
So vast and mysterious
She holds my hand
Makes me strong
Makes the moon ready
To bare
If I am not feeling
Comfort
Or I am afraid
She becomes my guide
When my fate is
Uncertain
I have lost
My way
Hope Sustains
No matter my path
My weakness
Becomes strong
As I wait
For spring
I elate.
Copyright, Heather Mirassou 6/23/2010
































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