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

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

Ink well

Ink surrounds me all the time
On my bed sheets, recorded in rhyme
Quills ’ever scribbling in my head
Sometimes damnit I forget what they said.
Ink has settled into my fingerprints
But to keep the words I fear to rinse…

—Terri Guillemets, 2010 March 6th

I scribbled down this little lighthearted verse one day and posted it to The Quote Garden for fun. A few years later, I found out that someone actually got the last two lines as a tattoo! Pretty cool. –tg, 2016