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Amazon Kindle Editorial Review For My New Book, The Sensual Soul Poet, September 2026
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Continue reading →: Amazon Kindle Editorial Review For My New Book, The Sensual Soul Poet, September 2026Whether you are a longtime lover of poetry or someone discovering the genre for the first time, The Sensual Soul Poet offers an emotionally resonant journey that is both beautiful and deeply human. It is a collection to savor slowly, returning to favorite poems again and again. A heartfelt, courageous,…
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Continue reading →: New Micropoetry – by Heather MirassouThe River The river remembers every stone that tried to stop her. Wildflower Nobody planted her. Still, she opened her yellow mouth toward heaven. Creek Water braids itself around sleeping stones, carrying mountain secrets toward the valley. Seed Buried beneath darkness, the seed mistakes nothing for the…
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Continue reading →: Sunflower and Poppy – by Heather MirassouA dialogue between a sunflower and a poppy reveals their differences and similarities, emphasizing their unique qualities, seasonal blooms, and the cycle of life as they prepare for renewal in nature.
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Continue reading →: Love Is Impossible to Ignore- by Heather MirassouLove is a dim motel sign flickering vacancy/no vacancy, never quite telling the truth. It’s a locked briefcase with your name etched inside the code changes every time you think you’ve cracked it. Love is a subway map with one forbidden line, the route you take anyway because it hums…
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Continue reading →: Stitched in Human Ways by Heather MirassouYour smile was an appliqué pressed onto the morning, a bright patch hiding the frayed places. My thoughts ran in crooked backstitch, looping around themselves, unable to move cleanly forward. We walked the bias of truth, tilted, slanted, never quite straight, held together only by fragile binding of good intentions.…
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Continue reading →: Zero, A poem by Heather MirassouZero is a shutter of untouched light,a polished loop that holds the breath of all beginnings.It waits like an unclaimed PIN code, humming with invisible charge.Framing the crisp threshold where possibility gathersbefore stepping into form from quiet core to nothing.
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Continue reading →: Whirlsong – by Heather MirassouI 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 failure. Fear of acceptance. Just fearing I am not good enough. Well here is…
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Continue reading →: Micropoetry October is a Beggar – by Heather MirassouOctober is a beggar Knocking on doors Snatching golden leaves In Autumn
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Continue reading →: Come Rain on Me, poem by Heather Mirassou at Spillwords.com
Spillwords.com presents: Come Rain on Me, poetry by Heather Noel Marie Mirassoua, a poet whose work explores the sacred beauty of being … Source: Come Rain on Me, poem by Heather Mirassou at Spillwords.com
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A Journey Toward Intimacy, The Sensual Soul Poet
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Continue reading →: A Journey Toward Intimacy, The Sensual Soul PoetThe Sensual Soul Poet is a personal exploration of love, desire, and self-acceptance. Through poetry, the author connects body and soul, portraying sensuality as beautiful and human. The collection reflects a journey towards intimacy and courage, emphasizing that true love starts with loving oneself and being open to authentic connection.
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Continue reading →: Cat Rent – by Heather MirassouExplore the humor in cat poetry as we dive into the antics of a feline ruler. Discover the charm of cat life.
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Continue reading →: d’Verse Prosery Challenge – by Heather MirassouThe granite and schists of my dark and stubborn country loomed ahead like a grumpy old giant, arms crossed and refusing to budge. I had packed only a backpack, a dubious map, and an overinflated sense of bravery. Rocks jutted like teeth, trails twisted like pretzels, and every squirrel seemed…
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Continue reading →: At Lunar Low Tide – by Heather Mirassou
The night exhales along the breathing shore,tide loosening its silvered seams.Salt rocks remember older namesthan those we give to longing.This sea that bares her bosom to the moonholds nothing back.Light drifts across her skinin slow devotion,a hush taught only by distance.Stars hover, while clouds learn restraint.I stand emptied by the…
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Continue reading →: Between Fire & Silence – by Heather MirassouSmoke curls over shattered walls,the sky bruised in shades ofsorrow,yet beneath the rubble,a flower presses through stone,tiny and defiant.Gunfire writes its harsh rhythm,shattering windows and hearts alike,but in quiet corners,laughter spills like warm tea,soft as unbroken promises.Soldiers march with boots ofthunder,and children trace chalk rivers oncracked streets,their songs ripple acrosstrenches,a…
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Continue reading →: Paws – by Heather Mirassou – I’m BackHershey, black satin, length of my torso,Diamond green, serene eyes.Velveteen curious nose,Tongue like a pumice stone.Her elegant but waddling stride.Powerful, confident, and territorial.Sitting like a queen on her throne.Cat of mine, mother to be. Tuxedo, black and white, bow tie and all.White sock-covered feet, satin gloves,Long white elderly whiskers,He reminds…
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Continue reading →: Hibernate – by Heather MirassouUnder foxfur dusk, ponds sealshut with glass,lungs of soil exhale frost andiron sleep.We hibernate, embers cuppedin ash and silence throughwintered veins.Listening for sap, for bones,for snow-drifted hours,slow heated dark inside earth.
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Continue reading →: The Weight of Time – by Heather MirassouWe are born reachinghands empty but alreadyshapedlike questions.We learn the weight of timeby losing what we love -first toys, then peoplethen versions of ourselves.Hunger drives us forward:for touch, for meaningfor proofthat this brief spark matters.We build names, stories,nations, gods,trying to steady the groundbeneath us.We hurt each otherby accident or on…
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Continue reading →: For Cat Anthology – by Heather MirassouI stretch my legs like rubber bands,then flop sideways without a plan.My whiskers twitch at empty air,my tail flicks twice, then swats a chair.I pounce on shadows no one sees,my paws land soft, but sometimes sneeze.Ears rotate like satellite dishes,nose sniffs crumbs, then hasty wishes.I knead the couch, then bite…
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Continue reading →: Fevered Maps – by Heather MirassouPain opens doors I never builtStairs fold, ceiling dropsBones hum in MorseThirty years, drippingTime leaks like marrowSilence gnawsJoints scream their coordinatesFog curls my throatNerves twist into knotsSkin whispers treasonMuscles clutch shadowsDoctors pass,Feathers of languageFlutter, uselessManage cope chronic -Words swallowed by boneNight folds itself inside meCountsEach breath a ledgerMercy absentPain grins…
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Continue reading →: Micropoetry – by Heather MirassouOur love is like the flow of Water and gravity.
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Continue reading →: Matriarch of Light – by Heather MirassouA 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 dear friend and like a mother.
The Sensual Soul Poet Unveiled
The Sensual Soul Poet is a poetry book about love in all forms. It is a journey into the body as sacred terrain. These poems move through longing, slow-burning desire, and intimate devotion, using metaphor and imagery to speak what the body already knows. Here, touch is reverent, anticipation is ritual, and pleasure becomes a language of truth rather than indulgence.
Through erotic micropoetry, sensual haiku, and lush lyrical verse, Heather Mirassou explores the charged spaces between wanting and becoming, where heat gathers, breath deepens, and the soul listens closely. This is eroticism written with intention: suggestive rather than explicit, embodied rather than performed.
Sensual Soul Poet is for readers who crave poetry that lingers on the skin, who understand that desire can be tender, powerful, and transformative-tender, aching, sensual, and brave. It explores intimacy as something lived in the body and remembered by the soul. These poems move through longing and devotion, desire, vulnerability, silence, and surrender. They honor sensuality without shame and love without apology.
This collection is for those who believe poetry can be both intimate and sacred, and who understand that feeling intensely is a form of courage.
Heather Mirassou
Heather Mirassou is a poet whose work explores themes of love, sensuality, nature, and the sacred beauty of being human. Her poetry is grounded in emotional honesty and embodied experience, honoring both tenderness and desire as essential expressions of the soul.
She writes from lived moments where passion intersects with vulnerability. Memory resides in the body, and love serves as both a healing force and an act of courageous presence. Through imagery rich with nature, intimacy, and reflection, her words invite readers to feel deeply and unapologetically.
Her debut poetry collection, The Sensual Soul Poet, is available in Kindle, paperback, and audiobook at Amazon.com.
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