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

—Terri Guillemets

scrambled blackout poetry created from F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, 1925, Scribner 2004 trade paperback, pages 98–99

Wintermind

The color of springtime is in the flowers — the color of winter is in the imagination.

—Terri Guillemets

P.S.  Thanks to mixed media artist Karen O’Brien for creating a beautiful artwork based on this quotation called “The Color of Spring” which was published in Inspirational Quotes Illustrated by Lesley Riley. —tg, 2015