As Earth sways us from winter to spring
Nature begins her grace of glorious green
—Terri Guillemets
As Earth sways us from winter to spring
Nature begins her grace of glorious green
—Terri Guillemets
vibrant verdure lights
the springtime landscape
in blazingly brilliant greens
a fresh flourishing canvas
for parti-colored sparks
of wildly blooming things
—Terri Guillemets
Light understands the colors of Autumn, and she loves him for it.
—Terri Guillemets
when the leaves fly
float, feather, flutter
off the autumn trees
i am in love with life
—Terri Guillemets
Wind tries to show Tree how to run wild.
Tree: “I cannot leave this place.”
Wind: “Then let’s dance.”
—Terri Guillemets
Our bodies run on the fresh green fuel of the land.
—Terri Guillemets
flowers are fragrant metaphors —
happy colors sing “carpe diem!”
wilting whispers “memento mori.”
—Terri Guillemets
Autumn leaves blaze their swan song of color and wait for Winter to wipe the slate clean.
—Terri Guillemets
Why do I love clouds? You can’t save a cloud as you can save a leaf or a flower or a rock — clouds are now! Clouds are the carpe diem of nature.
—Terri Guillemets
When a fresh springtime breeze
embraces you — fling your arms
wide open and hug it right back!
—Terri Guillemets
The energy of the earth flows through the veins of springtime.
—Terri Guillemets
earth’s favorite color is spring
spring’s best-loved color is green
and green himself loves to party
with yellow, red, orange, and pink
—Terri Guillemets
earth dreams of spring
in her winter slumbers
she dozes on and off —
then trembles wide awake
a silent green earthquake
—Terri Guillemets