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
Moonshine
Full on me

Our tangerine trees
Rustle with low-lying
Bullfrogs
Ribbit, ribbit

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 it’s pure and rare beauty
I am one with the country, home again

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About Heather Mirassou

I am a writer and poet. I am a mother of two young men and married to my sweetheart. I live on a ranch and farm walnuts. I love to garden, read and spend time with my dogs. I am also a member of America's Oldest Winemaking Family, Mirassou. Thank you for visiting Poetry Soul Closet. With a Smile, Heather Mirassou
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