Mirror to My Soul by Heather Mirassou

A personal blog sharing heartfelt poetry inspired by nature, beauty, and soulful reflection.

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My name is Heather Mirassou, 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

  • Autumn’s Quiet Spell – by Heather Mirassou

    Autumn’s Quiet Spell – by Heather Mirassou

    The hills breath amber whispers through the day,as drifting leaves rhythms play;the maples hang their lanterns low and sway,then hush the light at dusk collects its grey.A river mirrors skies molten gold,its ripples slow, obedient and cold;each stone reveals a tale the currents told,each reed leans in like monks serene and old.The wind becomes a…

  • Journey Through the Wilderness – by Heather Mirassou

    Journey Through the Wilderness – by Heather Mirassou

    In dawn’s soft cradle, dew-kissed leaves arise, silver where sun and silence meet. The forest breathes amber lullabies, It’s a drumbeat buried deep in peet. Each branch a brushstroke on the sky’s ledge Each bird, a lyric in morning’s cage. The river, winding like a serpent’s dream, coils through glad in whispers, swift and sly…

  • Micropoetry Moonbeam- by Heather Mirassou

    Micropoetry Moonbeam- by Heather Mirassou

    Fraught in the wildI hang on a moonbeam.

  • Lavender Moonlight – by Heather Mirassou

    Lavender Moonlight – by Heather Mirassou

    Like peach blossoms As lovely as daffodils In the purest hope of spring My heart-strings follow each strum of a harp Your voice a hypnotic melody. I leap like a cricket At the whisper of your name The evening floats On a great parrot wing. I am comforted With you by my side I hold…

  • Micropoetry Daydreams – by Heather Mirassou

    Micropoetry Daydreams – by Heather Mirassou

    A sprinkling morrow Drinking from the trees Earth is cooling As the sun is shady A noble mood The simple quiet Of daydreams

  • Dream Catcher – by Heather Mirassou

    Dream Catcher – by Heather Mirassou

    So alone in a cageShe rolls and rollsInto a safety netInto a cloakHer dream catcherBegins to unravelHer sheathHer cocoonIt is not suddenIt has takenA lifetimeHer net undoneThe butterflyConfusedFluttersLost from homeShe no longerFights or spinsOn a stringShe opens her wingsShe free fallsBlind and courageousCaught by a warriorFinally free