Terri Guillemets Archives — 2026
This is the archive of my publicly published writing from 2026.
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blue-sky chilly breeze
accentuates bare branches
with starling-shaped leaves
weathered winter leaves
skip and tumble down the road
racing towards the spring
It's winter-has-warmed-to-spring insomnia —
you don't want to stay up late
but the warm-cool air
coming through the windows
is a seasonal aphrodisiac
too strong to deny —
the quiet of the dark
the rustling of the leaves
the glow of the moon —
How can anyone sleep
with a breeze like that?
blowing in all the defrosted desire
that froze last November,
caressing you with earthy invitations
and fresh green scents
that make you remember
your primalness —
Why even bother turning in?
no dream will be as good
as this open-window wakefulness,
no rest worth missing
weather this wonderful —
So strip down to your skivvies
and skip the sleep —
it's Spring!
i can see my breath
iced fog in front of my face
makes bare scenes snowy
yellow butterfly —
did your wisp fluttering wings
make this springtime breeze?
sky becomes full dawn
towhees call out to half moon
at quarter till sun
Grief is a fire
set to the heart —
burning some things away
keeping others aflame
winter morning birds
weave song through misty gray clouds
leaves add harmony
tiny icy hail
falls slantwise through streaming sun
melting to rainbow
owls fierce in summer
are fiercer yet in winter —
it’s mating season
overcast spring day
musing under olive tree
on top of the world
So far the 50s just feel like stale, leftover 40s.