Life is a battlefield of broken dreams and pieced-together victories.
—Terri Guillemets
Life is a battlefield of broken dreams and pieced-together victories.
—Terri Guillemets
Like steam from a cup of hot tea that fogs our glasses, false urgency of matters at hand blurs our vision to important things in the distance.
—Terri Guillemets
Joyfully spring from the last breaths of summer and gracefully fall into winter.
—Terri Guillemets
Always jump in the puddles! Always skip alongside the flowers. Never turn down a good pillow fight.
—Terri Guillemets
A day without a nap is like a cupcake without frosting.
—Terri Guillemets
Each negative experience hardens us a little more to life. Some of us are tough as concrete. But try to leave yourself a few cracks, so that love and flowers can grow through.
—Terri Guillemets
you & i are animal lust
spirit and human emotion
entangled in wild passion
you always touch my heart first
but still find every last place
breaths rise, sweat falls
mine, yours, who knows
bodies wise, minds numb
wills weak, feelings, reveal
speak easy, softly, love
at the tips of our tongues
whisper nothings, give everything
our lips link each other’s souls
with kisses blind, rough and kind
fierce fervor, fever, fire, hot desire
flesh burning, hungering, yearning
begging, seeking, pleasing, please
prey of your hands and at my knees
inhale, exhale, scents, intense
assent, consent, relent, unpent
sweet chords, rhythm, rhapsody
harmony, symphony, crescendo
—Terri Guillemets
A lover counts time in kisses, not years.
—Terri Guillemets
i bleed words,
ink drops, and
poetry merges —
blackish-crimson
autobiography
—Terri Guillemets
Springtime is a poet —
the blue sky its blank page
so vibrant green in rhyme
a different metre for every clime
birds chirping to keep the time
wildflowers yellow, red, purple divine
words dancing on tall blades of grasses
sparkling in the morning dews
no commas the flow keeps buzzing
vernal dashes & blossoming branches
on newly greening verdant trees
refrains whispering in each breeze
butterflies — floating apostrophes
ladybugs dot floral question marks
blissful bees stray stanza to stanza
seeds disperse from verse to verse
continuing a poem that’s never ended
and into summer’s colors is blended
—Terri Guillemets
Coffee makes me invincible. But when the cup is empty, I return to mere mortal.
—Terri Guillemets
Winter is a lean, scrappy fighter. Spring blossoms from the sweat of Winter’s brow.
—Terri Guillemets
snowflakes fall from the sky
in peppermint perfection —
i kiss you with quivering lips
but cold is not the reason —
you set my winter heart on fire
and keep me warm all season
—Terri Guillemets