What is this quiet soul to do?
My voice and fingers are stuck like glue
The boredom overwhelming my senses very alive
For hours and hours I dare strive
The silence is drowning me inside
I stammer and suffer begging for words to come to my sight
Sometimes I wonder if I should just give up this fight
Oh hearts of hearts please break these ties
So my soul may once again take flight
So that I might not die
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April 7, 2012 | Categories: Contemporary Poets, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: Arts, heart, life, live, poem, poet, Poetry, silence, soul, words | 1 Comment »
Artist’s Canvas
by Heather Mirassou
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
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March 26, 2011 | Categories: Beauty, Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Nature, Photography, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: art, artist, Arts, beauty, canvas, illuminates, poem, Poetry | 1 Comment »

Twilight Bliss
by Heather Mirassou
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
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March 1, 2011 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: beauty, bliss, hypnotize, Nature, rejoice, Sunlight, twilight, whisper | Comments Off
“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.”
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December 21, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Classic Poets, Contemporary Poets, Favorite Quotes, Poem, Poetry, Talented Writer | Tags: classic poetry, poet, Poetry, quote, Rainer Maria Rilke, rainer rilke, rilke | 1 Comment »
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
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November 9, 2010 | Categories: Beauty, Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Love, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships, Talented Writer | Tags: Arts, destiny, enchanting, garden, lavender, Love, moonlight, poem, Poetry, Relationships, twilight | 1 Comment »
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
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November 9, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Talented Writer | Tags: mother nature, Nature, poem, Poetry, seasons, winter | Comments Off
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
Heather Mirassou Copyright 2010
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November 4, 2010 | Categories: Beauty, Contemporary Poets, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Talented Writer, Women | Tags: cook, Garlic, Olive oil, Pasta, poem, Poetry, Thyme, Tomato | 1 Comment »
Peaches and pears your delight
Divine roses a gift from your wife
Your favorite soups and stews
Lamb and veal cooked to and fro
In silence in your hammock
Hoping the sun melts the cancer away
If I were there
I would rub your brow and wet your lips
If I were there
I’d warm your sheets and fluff your pillows
If I were there
I would bring you home under the old oak tree
If I were there
I would fill your house with sunflowers
If I were there
I would sing sweet poetry melody
If I were there
I would lay next to you and comfort you
If I were there
I would read you prayers
If I were there
I would have said goodbye
My knight and shining armor
Dedicated to my father; Jim Mirassou
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October 25, 2010 | Categories: Contemporary Poets, family, Love, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships, Talented Writer | Tags: Death, dying, family, father, goodbye, Love, mirassou, poem, Poetry, prayer | Comments Off

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
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October 9, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: alive, april, budding, foilage, grove, hues, leave, Nature, poem, Poetry, spring | Comments Off
Nature Dawns
Flower fresh love
Perfumed trees
Rose colored affection
Sustenance to our eyes
Mother heaven in the skies
God’s great hand rises
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September 15, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: dawns, gardening, God, heaven, mother, mother nature, Nature, poem, Poetry | 4 Comments »
From seedlings
Raw passion arrives
Teardrops germinate
A questionable love
Free reign love’s geyser
Either uproot and scatter
Or stay and bloom
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August 27, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Love, Marriage, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships, Women | Tags: garden, Love, Nature, poem, Poetry, Relationships | Comments Off
Childhood blackness
Trusting in silence
Trying to recall
Memories of water
Chasing Dreams
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August 17, 2010 | Categories: Contemporary Poets, family, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Talented Writer | Tags: childhood, dreams, memories, poem, Poetry, sadness | 1 Comment »
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
Copyright Heather Mirassou 2010
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July 16, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Love, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships, Talented Writer, Women | Tags: Arts, Flower, Love, Ophelia, poem, Poetry, Relationships, Romance, water, White | Comments Off

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
Copyright, Heather Mirassou June 30, 2010
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July 1, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: beetles, Cattle, Country, crickets, dirt-clod, garden, Home, moon, moonshine, Nature, owls, poem, Poetry, ranch, wind chimes, wind song | Comments Off
If you sit beside me
Perhaps you will see
Life is but a dream
Life is full of wonder
And beautiful
Mysterious things
My life is splendid
And lovely to my dismay
It is not without blemish
It is not perfect or in a regretful way
My life is full of golden peaks
Made of heart and soul
An abundance of love
Unselfish and whole souled
In the prime of my life
A humble man set my soul afire
He is my saving grace
My knight-and-shining armor
All these days
You have loved me tenderly
You help fill a childhood void
You love me unconditionally
You love me whole-heartedly
You love me unselfishly
You are compassionate
Sympathetic and kind
You are affectionate
And never to tire of me
I will love you
Eternally
Heather Mirassou 6/25/2010
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June 26, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Love, Marriage, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships | Tags: armor, Arts, compassionate, kind, knight, life, Love, Marriage, Poetry, Relationships, Romance, unconditional | Comments Off
My Darling Lover
My Darling
Your fingertips
Slightest touch
My skin rippling
Goose bumps
Like prickly pears
Sizzling fire
Desperate ache
Primitive desire
My Neck
Bountiful harvest
Taste of Sweet
Nectar
Lays in wait
Begging you
Blowing breath
Your tongue
Tingling heat
My Body
An Hourglass
Voluptuous curves
Gentle bosom
Soft as silk
Electrifying splendor
Blood pulsating
Taught and tight
Hypnotizing ecstasy
Your Body
Pleading me
Perfect design
My delight
Madness penetrates
Primitive union
Fevered passion
Quaking pleasure
Warm glow surrounds
Heather Mirassou May 25, 2010
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May 25, 2010 | Categories: Beauty, Contemporary Poets, Love, Marriage, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships, Talented Writer, Women | Tags: Beauty in Life, body, breath, curves, ecstasy, erotic, goose bumps, heat, Love, lover, naked, pleasure, quaking, rapture, sex, Silk, Skin, taste, touch | Comments Off

Is it a dream or distant memory?
An Italian Concerto begins
The alto singer bellows
A passionate tale
Proud and stout
He commands attention
A classic narcissistic symphony
Balancing a tight-rope
A thunderous crescendo begins
Drums rattle and roll
Strumming your violin
You tip, waddle and fall
Boom, Bang, Ting, Tang
A symphony of broken things
Your white walls marred
Sheet-Rock littered floors
By years of crimson scarlet
You know this scene by heart
This is your life
A dramatic melody
A symphony of broken things
You muster your courage
Hit your knees and pray
Picking up the pieces
Hoping his tune will change
You begin an ensemble
Piecing remnants together again
A symphony of broken things
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April 3, 2010 | Categories: Contemporary Poets, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships, Talented Writer | Tags: domestic, dramatic, ensemble, marred, Marriage, Poetry, relationship, symphony, violence | Comments Off
I inhale
Your Intoxicating fragrance
Pheromones entice
Lingering passion
I am delirious
Dancing in your
Wakening melodies
Bouquet of pearly white peaks
I Awake
Delicate sea legs
Wobbly wooden stalks
Germinating roots
Porcelain
Fragile, Fertile foliage
I swallow
Your clear spring geyser
Raining sky water
Relieve my parched
Withering body
Swimming
Stealing grace
Sea of Fertility
I Rejoice
Your Renewing promise
I am breathless
Wild ecstasy
A Cacophony of birdsong
Gorgeous milk fluff
A canopy of tranquility
In the shape of a heart
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February 15, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Love, Marriage, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Relationships, Talented Writer, Women | Tags: affair, body, desire, diamond, fertility, Flower, garden, geyser, grace, happiness, heart, Home and Garden, home gardening, Love, petal, Plant, Poetry, Porcelain Fragile, promise, renew, Seed, Soil, sun, tranquil, water | Comments Off

Sometimes people come into your life and you know
right away that they were meant to be there, to serve
some sort of purpose, teach you a lesson, or to help
you figure out who you are or who you want to become.
You never know who these people may be – a roommate, a
neighbor, a professor, a friend, a lover, or even a
complete stranger – but when you lock eyes with them,
you know at that very moment they will affect your
life in some profound way.
Sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible,
painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you
find that without overcoming those obstacles you would
have never realized your potential, strength,
willpower, or heart.
Illness, injury, love, lost moments of true greatness,
and sheer stupidity all occur to test the limits of
your soul. Without these small tests, whatever they
may be, life would be like a smoothly paved straight
flat road to nowhere. It would be safe and
comfortable, but dull and utterly pointless.
The people you meet who affect your life, and the
success and downfalls you experience, help to create
who you are and who you become. Even the bad
experiences can be learned from. In fact, they are
sometimes the most important ones.
If someone loves you, give love back to them in
whatever way you can, not only because they love you,
but because in a way, they are teaching you to love
and how to open your heart and eyes to things.
If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your
heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn
about trust and the importance of being cautious to
whom you open your heart.
Make every day count. Appreciate every moment and take
from those moments everything that you possibly can
for you may never be able to experience it again. Talk
to people that you have never talked to before, and
listen to what they have to say.
Let yourself fall in love, break free, and set your
sights high. Hold your head up because you have every
right to. Tell yourself you are a great individual and
believe in yourself, for if you don’t believe in
yourself, it will be hard for others to believe in
you.
You can make anything you wish of your life. Create
your own life and then go out and live it with
absolutely no regrets.
And if you love someone tell them, for you never know
what tomorrow may have in store.
Learn a lesson in life each day that you live! Today
is the tomorrow you were worried about yesterday. Was
it worth it?
author unknown
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February 12, 2010 | Categories: Beauty, Contemporary Poets, Love, Poem, Poetry, Relationships, Talented Writer | Tags: Add new tag, Author, belief, forgiveness, freedom, friendship, goals, Health, heart, lesson, life, Love, moments, no regrets, Poetry, Professor, Relationships, Road, Soul music, trust | 1 Comment »
Your voice
A golden spoon
Laden with honey
Dripping languidly
Your tone
A wounded sparrow
Searching for safety
In a bed of soft feathers
Your words
Paint vivid images
With indelible ink
With shades of blue
Your feelings
Naked, pure and free
Pull heart-strings
Effortlessly
Heather Mirassou
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February 6, 2010 | Categories: Contemporary Poets, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Talented Writer | Tags: Add new tag, Arts, courageous, essential, Feedback, honest, ink, Inspiration, Literature, Magazines and E-zines, mentor, Online Writing, Poetry, talent, Talented Poets, Talented Writer, unforgettable, Vermont Poet, vicarious, Website, WordPress, writer, Writers Resources | 2 Comments »

Good morning rooster
How do you do?
It’s the crack of dawn
You cock-a-doodle-do
You sit on your perch pride fully and woo
Standing mighty and bold you call your brood for food
Sleek and graceful you do the cockerel waltz
Strutting vaudeville statuesque
Crowing to proclaim your territory
You stand protecting your roost
Busty and brave
Watching for predators coming your way
The alpha male
Your ear lobes and crown are blood-red like a bird of paradise
Your steel beak as strong as a saw
Your feather mane chestnut drapes over your back
Your breast fuchsia and emerald quill
Your silken tail an extended fan
You run free rein on my ranch
A thousand chickens roost in my barn
You rearrange my garden while pecking for nourishment
Eating up all the insects and brown recluses in my yard
In dust you and your flock bathe
You even watch over the hens eggs
Your calls distinct and powerful
When you are still and content sweet singing rings
You are friendly to humans
And can even be domesticated
Stay here Roo
We will protect you
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January 9, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Contemporary Poets, Nature, Poem, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: Animals, Bird, chicks, cokeral, farm, hens, Nature, poem, Poetry, ranch, Rooster | Comments Off
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