Boundaries – Heather Mirassou

My dying spirit

Spirals out of control

Working my bloody

Body to the bone

You ask too much too bare

I resent you for lying in despair

Balance does not exist

Only terror on the edge

A vicious wrath begins

As my rage causes lapses

Of memory and judgement

Pieces of boundaries

Lay on the floor

My apologies and amends begin

Until again

I Am Wakeful – Heather Mirassou

Moon Silhouettes

In the wee hours
I am wakeful
When clouds are nesting
And the wind is thrusting
Carnival wildflowers glow

Twinkling in painted fields
A moon overflowed
And the rain begins to rouse
I rise in a dream
Where my spirits soar
I faintly kiss the stream