O! how many ghosts in a wound of war.
—Terri Guillemets
O! how many ghosts in a wound of war.
—Terri Guillemets
A philosopher lives in your mind,
a lover in your heart,
an alchemist in your soul.
—Terri Guillemets
Try not to worry, as it’s sticky and hard to scrub off.
—Terri Guillemets
The mind can cook up very subtle syndromes to throw at our bodies.
—Terri Guillemets
A clock is ticking
in my living room —
I never even noticed
that it makes noise —
my mind is ticking,
my heart is ticking.
Everything quiet
is audible at 3 a.m.
—Terri Guillemets
Frustration is nothing more than letting your own mind bully you.
—Terri Guillemets
graves are not limited
to the cemetery —
they lurk in our minds,
and buried in our hearts
lie garlanded stones
marking loved ones lost
—Terri Guillemets
it’s smart as can be
things that make sense in our dreams
when we wake — insane
—Terri Guillemets
Don’t let the past steal your present.
—Terri Guillemets
Our bodies let go when it’s time to let go — it’s called death. We ought to let go of the little burdensome things each day — that’s called living.
—Terri Guillemets
Three A.M. is when
all the quiet things
become loud —
the drip in the sink,
that clock on the wall,
our hearts, our minds.
—Terri Guillemets
Regrets —
those ghosts
of action
that haunt
our thoughts
—Terri Guillemets
Always remember lost, so that you don’t take for granted found.
—Terri Guillemets