Specks of universe in my soul,
flurries of God in my head.
Heart ticks away, doing its job—
whispering poetry all the while.
Enlightenment flickers subtly
from old gray half-burnt wicks.
terri guillemets
composed by yours truly
Time & dates
A lover counts time in kisses, not years.
Endings & beginnings
The last faded autumn leaflet hangs from a frozen branch, just a short fall from the tree to winter.
Midlife nights
at night her age landed hard
like the fall of wasted time
blackout poetry created from Danielle Steel, Fairy Tale, 2017
Breakthrough
Let courage break through the cracks in your fear.
Your fill
There are lots of opport✻nities o✻t there. And yo✻ know what’s missing.
I accept you
Okay — I give in — I accept you — Middle Age
I am tired — I want to sit down — unrushed —
to read — and drink hot tea — and — Breathe
the number of years behind me — and ahead of me —
no longer concern me — mathematically or emotionally
I have come to rest in the sturdy arms of the Present —
where Time has been waiting for me — my whole Life
Clarity of breath
The wisest one-word sentence? Breathe.
Inkside out
a writer tries valiantly
to transform his insides
into an intricate beautiful painting
and publish himself inside-out
for all the world to see
Rain & shine
Many things happen rain or shine, but rainbows are so special they happen
The feels & frights of aging
With each passing year, the body turns more prison than shelter.
Love & Be-Loved
You divide my soul into love and
Floral
My mind is like a seed packet of assorted wildflowers — I get happiness and sadness and whatever else