Fantastic shores

in bed at night his mind had a ferocious imagination
reality and unreality haunted his turbulent brain
the years ticked, an infinite clock of destiny
searching moonlight for the promise of a future
his reveries of heart were coasting on a fairy’s wing
as the world and universe drifted by fantastic shores
but the sea, work, and women — physical outlets —
were his anchor — something old, hard, and soft

Led by fierce instinct, he was on the verge of God.

—Terri Guillemets, 2019 August 20th, scrambled blackout poetry created from F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, 1925, pages 98–99 of the Scribner 2004 trade paperback


I translate stars into daydreams
I make rain and rainbows into
      freshly squeezed joy
I breathe the air of possibility
I swim deep in rivers of passion
I use my loneliness as
      a stepping stone to love
I am on the march to freedom
I tend to my blossoming soul

—Terri Guillemets, 2019 July 11th

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.


Other than actually putting pen to paper, I can’t think of another more important duty of the writer than to stare wistfully out a window.

—Terri Guillemets, 2016 October 28th