What She Feels – by Heather Mirassou She doesn’t want to be toucheduntil she is understood.Not the outline,the weight beneath it.She carries longinglike a second pulse.Quiet. Persistent.Learned from being unseen.When desire come…

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Under the Fog – by Heather Mirassou The Tule fog has stayed too long.It presses against the windowslike a thought that won’t finish.Days blur into the same gray breath.Cold settles in my bones.Even light feels tired,arriving la…

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Between Quiet and Near – by Heather Mirassou Some days silence seals me tight, a locked-glass world, a vanished night.Other days, sound threads its waythrough thin cracks, of half-lit days.I read your lips – each curve, each flare,a clo…

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Matriarch of Light – by Heather Mirassou A poem written for a lovely woman who passed away yesterday. She lives in our heart and soul. She is loved by many and her memory will be carried on for many years to come. I celebrate her as a dea…

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1967 – a d’verse Challenge, Numbers – by Heather Mirassou 67 hums like a vinyl worn groove,a year stitched in paisley, drifting into it’s move,tie-dye dreams blooming wild in summer heat,sandals slapping freedom down every sun-washed street.It smell…

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Fierce Bloom – by Heather Mirassou I was born with the aches Of the earth in my bonesA wildflower soulBreaking through stoneThe storms bent my stalk But did not destroy I swayed, whispered And still found joyMy voice once silencedNo…

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Patient No. 47 – by Heather Mirassou First came pudding -a pale and wobblingplastic spoon.He called her sweetheart,his voice all sugar and orderlies.The air was lemon and bleach,so clean it hurt.She tried to thank him,but the words ca…

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Micropoetry All Red About the Sky – by Heather Mirassou The insanity is dead All red about the sky So cold against the wind This day shall flee It is thirsty It is wandering Blurring at the end

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Making Love to a Marlboro – by Heather Mirassou Nearly naked exceptA dangling Marlboro cigaretteExpertly stroking his loverFingers caress a slender bodyMethodically engulfing aromaThe sweet smell of sexSwollen lips surroundWaves of rapture quive…

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Garden Affair – by Heather Mirassou I inhale Your Intoxicating fragrance Pheromones entice Lingering passion Sun and sky sweet I am delirious Dancing in your Wakening melodies Bouquet of pearly white peaks I Awake In your quicksand&n…

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Dust Ball – by Heather Mirassou Well I am too LATE to submit for the prompt. But, here is my Quatrain, 12 line poem. I roll across the floor without a command,I catch what drifts, accept what lands.I move when pushed, I stay when…

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Whirlsong – by Heather Mirassou I usually write Free Verse poetry but after thirty years of writing poetry, I have decided to start writing some strict Forms of poetry. What has kept me from writing poetry in Form? Fear! Fear of …

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