Poetry, Passion, Reflection & Love

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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

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Goddess – Heather Mirassou

Goddess

by Heather Mirassou

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

Heather Mirassou Copyright 2010
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Vicarious Poet – Heather Mirassou

The Old English epic poem Beowulf is written i...
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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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