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
Copyright Heather Mirassou
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August 30, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Nature, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet | Tags: Arts, Dance, mother nature, Nature, Performing Arts, Rain, rain dance, Tap | 2 Comments »
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
Heather Mirassou Copyright 2010
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August 10, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Nature, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Talented Writer | Tags: air, breeze, heaven, poem, Poetry, Rain, sky, Storm, tempest, thunder, thunderstorm, transparent | Comments Off
It is dull and barren
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
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June 26, 2010 | Categories: Beauty in Life, Nature, Poetry, Poetry From Heather's Soul Closet, Talented Writer | Tags: childhood, clouds, colide, Dance, eyes, God, june, Lightning, manhood, mate, may, midnight, mist, ocean, petals, Poetry, Rain, sea, sin, sinless, skies, soul, Soul music, spring, storms, sweet, Thunderstorms and Lightning, waves | Comments Off
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