Holiday Poetry

“Invite My Cherubim”

By Heather Harmon

Where do I belong?

Some place where the sands are red?

Or where the moon shines brightly

In the cold where I’m alone?

I sit across from my reflection…

Share a meal, we’re close.

I have myself.

All alone in the darkness,

I’m in my room

Wanting you

And something more–

The song from the eclipse

In the midnight sky

Is not a comfort.

I’ll keep my purple glow

From the plug-in globe

And invite




My Winter Holiday Greeting For Anyone Sweet

Our Thanksgiving holiday is coming up.

I am so thankful to have a family with my ex-husband; our children are so precious to me & the biggest blessing I have ever received. I loved being pregnant with my sons & I love observing them as the years go by. I love my sons.

I am thankful for justice & I have faith that my precious children will be returned to my heavenly care very soon. Amidst all of the unfair, harmful accusations which social services groups where I live have made against me for no real reason, I KNOW my precious children will be with me again very soon. And then my husband & our children & me can live freely wherever we may choose to live, thrive.

Signed, Heather Harmon

Invention Idea: Tablets Only For Illustrating Digitally with SD Card For Safe, Hacker-Free Saving & Creation with No Internet Connection Wanted

After many ups & downs with my Android devices over the past decade with files and phone usage being unsecured due to wireless internet, bluetooth, & remote viewing with internet, I have created in my mind a new type of deluxe tablet meant for digital illustrators & animators only. I do not intend for this tablet to have internet access or any other feature that would allow for software bugs or data hackers to sabotage artwork creation for me or anyone else. I’m thinking it should be just as reliable as Apple & Android products with only the illustration/painting & animation software included, with compatibility for any type of stylus to be used with it. I want it to have an SD card reader so that files can be saved & uploaded manually to a different computer. That is my idea.

Signed, Heather Harmon November 9, 2022 12:20 AM

I Lost My Awesome Japanese Bicycle Due to A Vandal

I recently splurged on a beautiful blue, classy Japanese women’s bicycle in order to get around & get some exercise, & to keep my legs strong. I had really been enjoying riding my bike around where I stay during the day, & even in the cold nights. Last night, I went out after dark & rode my bicycle to a nearby convenience store & gas station. I set my bike beside the ice freezer & went inside the store, assuming that no one would steal my bicycle. I even asked the clerk while I was in his store if my bike was still there outside, & he assured me it was (I assumed he could tell based on the security camera feed). When I walked back outside to retrieve my bicycle & to ride it back home, I saw that my bike had been tossed or thrown down onto the ground, and the handles & brakes bar was turned inwardly; I could not turn it back, it was like it had been sealed or welded that way. It was impossible for me to continue riding my bike because of that. So now I have to get a new one. I am mad.

Femme Fatale Fashion Fun October Mommy-Madness Begins

It is October now. My favorite time about October every year is: not only the autumnal bliss that comes with the cooler winds, but also the changing of the leaves colors from green to red, orange, & yellow; the scents of pumpkin & apple cinnamon; tasting apple cider; & my personal mother-&-sons bonding time. The fun, ultra-feminine attire I can put together following my own personal must-have style– whether I am walking alone or I’m with my family & friends– being myself while making a unique fashion statement is what I go for.

This is my selfie from the 1st of October in the year 2022. I use deep, rich red hues in my eye-shadow & lip color to emulate the reddish leaves in the trees outside & to emphasize the gold jewelry on my body, my nail color, & the nice deep black of my eyeliner & hair. I’m so for this boldness.

I personally want to keep testing this makeup look throughout the season until the winter arrives. However, instead of looking cheapish, gaudy, overdone, or too costume for Trick-or-Treat day, I will pair deeper, richer, & darker hues for my pieces making the outfits I choose to style.

💋 Heather Harmon

My Newest Video – My Documentary Short Film In Which I Present My Reasons for Becoming Vegan & More; & Why I Would Like to Open Vegan-Only Restaurants In My Area

My latest video can be viewed on my vids page here on my website & also on my personal Youtube channel. Thank you.

Signed, Heather Harmon

My Pregnancy Experiences and Battles with DCFS -Tell All

I found out I was pregnant in March 2014. I immediately decided to keep my baby. I used prenatal vitamins, ate healthy, and kept control of what I consumed and allowed into my body. I stayed healthy. About 2 weeks before my baby was due, I went to a grocery store with my baby’s father at night and when we left to go home, I slipped in the ice on the sidewalk and fell right on my belly. Two weeks later I checked in to the hospital to be induced into labor. I received my epidural and attempted to give birth to my son naturally. I tried a lot with help from many doctors and after a while, they told me they had to give me an emergency Cesarean section because my baby was in the breech position and his heart was in distress as well. I had a Cesarean section and was awake during the surgery, I looked at my baby after the doctors sewed up my belly and they said “it’s a boy.” They told me the umbilical cord was wrapped around his neck and he would have suffocated for that reason too if it had not been for the Cesarean section. I woke up four hours later and held my baby boy and learned how to breastfeed him. I loved my baby instantly and felt so blessed and lucky and knew I was the luckiest mom in the world. Six days later, my doctor told me I was allowed to go home with my baby. A nurse came in and asked if she could “hold” my baby and “see” him, I said no, I had just breastfed him and was letting him rest. A few minutes later, a man came into my room who I assumed was a chaplain, but he told me he was a volunteer from dcfs. He told me that one of the nurses reported me to dcfs because they thought I reacted strangely when they asked to look at my baby, and they were trying to prevent possible “child neglect” based on my bipolar diagnosis. I have had so many unnecessary dcfs trials and open cases since then with both of my children, only because someone who is reporting me to dcfs assumes that something bad is going to happen to my sons because of my bipolar diagnosis. I have never neglected my sons as these people always presume and assume, I am a very good mother. One case opened and lasted for two years after I signed my firstborn son up for voluntary pediatric therapy with Easter Seals. I took him out of the therapy classes because we were planning on moving away and I did not think the classes were necessary. I was reported to dcfs by one of the therapists after I cancelled their services this time because they assumed my son had autism and that it must have been my fault and they considered me guilty of child neglect. (I was diagnosed with autism too in addition to bipolar, it is not caused by child neglect, it is no one’s fault in my case either). During this unfair dcfs trial, I got pregnant again and after my Cesarean section, I was badly beaten by older women in front of witnesses while my doctor was gone and my other son was away with my relative, and I was forcefully taken to the psychiatric hospital 6 days after I had this baby and wanted to take care of him and my other son who is a few years older than him. I almost died at the psychiatric hospital, they took me right out and put me back in the maternity ward to allow me to recover from preeclampsia. I did not get to see my sons very often and that dcfs case took about 10 more months to close. I still did not receive joint custody of my sons because the social services agency claimed I was incompliant. I was not incompliant, I made all doctors and counseling appointments that I could when I had transportation and did my appointments on the phone and video when I could. Another dcfs trial was opened after my firstborn son began attending kindergarten and the principal and a therapist came over for a home visit and saw that our home was messy. While this case was open, an additional case was opened up because someone saw that we had food sitting out on our countertops. We did not have a pantry. These cases closed out after a long time, and the social services groups would not allow my son to live with me for a long time because staff at the elementary school who had never even met me before seemed to think that I was “mentally unstable” and did not know how to take care of my son or myself. This case closed after a while. The most recent case opened up this year in March. For no apparent reason. The dcfs caseworker came by to do a home visit and saw me and my sons eating and drawing and just being normal, and after the caseworker had me sign paperwork, he called his supervisor and his supervisor said I was not allowed to live with my sons. The social services agency said I had to do three months of counseling in order to receive my parental rights back and to be able to live with my sons again. I have been on the wait list for counseling for almost 7 full months now, and the other important appointment I needed for closing out my family’s case is something I had to wait on for a long time too. My previous psychiatrist was not allowed to keep authorizing refills for my mood and antidepressant pill. I lost my rights to see my sons every day and any time I wanted to supervised by a relative for no apparent reason, because the caseworker found out that I had a small argument with my sons’ father. I am not doing well. I only get to see my sons once a week for one hour. I did not harm or neglect my sons. My sons and I need help! Signed, Heather Harmon | September 3, 2022

My Attempt at Hiring a Personal Chef for My Kids

A few weeks ago, I did a search for personal chefs for hire nearby where I am located with my family. I wanted to hire a personal chef to prepare a surprise two to three course meal & dessert for my cute sons. I put in my meal suggestions & the company said a chef would get back to me within 24 hours. That never happened, so that cooking service is no longer an option.

I can do it myself with my other family members.


News – August 24, 2022

I have a new domain. This is still my official website, it’s just located somewhere new. I am fine with this change.

Previously, this was

This is now

I have removed sections from my website. I do not wish to pose in lingerie or film or pose in porn anymore & over-sexualize myself after something bad happened to me again & people are still insulted by me.

My life is not going well, but my two children & I are still alive, so at least that’s one good thing going for me.

I am done. I only care about my children, myself, my other relatives, & people who are kind to me & my children.

I am focusing on my artwork & making comics. I have recently started using a stylus to experiment with drawing digitally, it’s been fun. I used to only use paper & ink, & used photo filters with Photoshop to make my one illustrated NFT (on the EXTRAS page). I used to make jewelry so I will probably attempt to get back into making beautiful high-end jewelry this time.

Signed, Heather Harmon