Mirror to My Soul by Heather Mirassou

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My name is Heather Mirassou and I come from America’s Oldest Winemaking Family, I have been writing poetry since I was twelve years old. My favorite poet at the time was Leo Buscaglia, who writes about love. I sent him a letter and a few of my poems and he wrote back rewarding me with a signed book of poetry and an inspirational letter. He said I was a NATURAL POET and I should continue writing poetry and learn and practice as much as I could. I will always remember his influence on my writing and my will to follow in his footsteps. The symbolic interpretation of my last name, Mirassou is: > Mirror of the soul >One who reflects within >The watcher of light >A woman who sees truth beneath the surface
Whispers of the Vine – by Heather Mirassou

Whispers of the Vine – by Heather Mirassou



The grapevine sighs beneath the sun,
its knotted roots and tendrils spun.
Through rows of gold and fading green,
a dream of fruit, a sacred scene.

The clusters swell in dusky light,
each orb a kiss of day and night.
They glimmer in deep purple skin,
with all the summer soaked in.

The leaves like aging hands unfold,
still fierce with fire aged in gold.
And everywhere the scent of wine
of earth, of time, of blood divine.

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3 responses to “Whispers of the Vine – by Heather Mirassou”

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    aparnachillycupcakes

    Beautiful 💓

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    Uncommon Pen

    Absolutely stunning! Each line feels soaked in sunlight and memory.

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      Heather Mirassou

      Yes, it is filled with sunlight and memory that is felt in my blood and bones.

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