As Earth sways us from winter to spring
Nature begins her grace of glorious green
—Terri Guillemets
As Earth sways us from winter to spring
Nature begins her grace of glorious green
—Terri Guillemets
Dawn-giddy birds sing as if every morning is a special occasion. Wise,
—Terri Guillemets
vibrant verdure lights
the springtime landscape
in blazingly brilliant greens
a fresh flourishing canvas
for parti-colored sparks
of wildly blooming things
—Terri Guillemets
the vibrant green-yellow-pink blossom-life of spring
the watery-blue radiant sunshine-breath of summer
the metallic-earth-toned glowing-decay of autumn
the grey-white holly-festive slow-motion of winter
—Terri Guillemets
It’s peeking round the corner
Playing hide and seek
I see its icy fingers
A frost’d rosy cheek
Days fall ever shorter
Autumn’s air is chilling
Warmth no longer lingers
Wild things are stilling
—Terri Guillemets
An open window is good company, like the burning candle of Lichtenberg.
—Terri Guillemets
“Man loves company even if it is only that of a small burning candle.”
Spring is the green
is the peace
is the breeze
and the blossoms
and the blues
past the buds
to the pinks
on the brink
and the warmth
and the warbles
and the weeds
all the yellows
and the bees
and the buzzing
living branches
and the grasses
and the gardens
and the growing
and the blowing
of the pollens
oh! the purples
and the chirples
of the birds
and the beauty
and the butterflies
in the skies
and the sun—
Springtime’s fun!
—Terri Guillemets
—Anonymous, The Queries Magazine, 1890
when the leaves fly
float, feather, flutter
off the autumn trees
i am in love with life
—Terri Guillemets
Spring: the music of open windows.
—Terri Guillemets
Wind tries to show Tree how to run wild.
Tree: “I cannot leave this place.”
Wind: “Then let’s dance.”
—Terri Guillemets
Butterflies dot springtime with flitting airy kisses.
—Terri Guillemets
October is fresh-faced April beautifully aged to wisdom.
—Terri Guillemets