Desert weeds after heavy rains

Some weeds are nourishing, and some medicinal;
Some are beautiful, colorful, and downright flowery;
And yet others, even those that pop up one fine morning
as the tiniest innocent young sprouts of green…
are relentless, run riot, and are one hundred and ten percent determined as @#!% to @#!% up your @#!% yard if it @#!% kills the @#!% both of you!

—Terri Guillemets, 2019 February 12th

Writing styles

After all these years I’ve finally pegged my writing style — simple, soulful, silly. —Terri Guillemets, “Ink marrow,” 2009

On the days I’ve had too much coffee, my writing style turns to overcaffeinated spiritual warrior. —Terri Guillemets, “Kiai!,” 2012

At age 45 — after thirty-four years of writing — I feel that I’m finally about to break free from my juvenilia phase. In a few more years. —Terri Guillemets, “Self-taut,” 2019

Chocolate, tea, & pearls

Any good day can be turned into an even better day with a Johnny Depp movie.

—Terri Guillemets, 2018 June 10th

P.S. Chocolat, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Alice in Wonderland, Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl & At World’s End — in case you were wondering.

Tea in bed

Tea in bed? Come on.
Good heavens! ridiculous,
What the dickens?!
—Terri Guillemets, 2018 January 17th, blackout poetry created from Charles Dickens, letter to John Forster, 1842 February 17th, Carlton House, New York, as published in Life, Letters, and Speeches of Charles Dickens, Vol. I, 1894, Houghton, Mifflin & Co., page 151

Waiting room restless’ness

What are flowers without the bees,
What of grasses without the breeze?
Nothing the wind if not for the trees,
Nada la quesadilla sin el cheese.

—Terri Guillemets, 2017 September 27th

P.S. This was written in a waiting room at Good Samaritan Hospital in Phoenix, hungry and with a restless mind, waiting to hear from my mom’s surgeon. I guess this is about the best that writing can get when one’s mind refuses to focus and one hasn’t eaten lunch. 😂