when I fall into old age
let it be not a drunkenly
face-first tumble but rather
an autumn leaf gracefully
drifting from the tree —
or if we ascend into our
older years please let me
soar and not be flung
—Terri Guillemets
when I fall into old age
let it be not a drunkenly
face-first tumble but rather
an autumn leaf gracefully
drifting from the tree —
or if we ascend into our
older years please let me
soar and not be flung
—Terri Guillemets
Life is woven of love and death, aches and smiles, persistence and letting go.
—Terri Guillemets
Scars tell us more about the future than the past, about how we can live strong despite any pain we’ve been through.
—Terri Guillemets
Give your stress wings and let it fly away.
—Terri Guillemets
Frustration is nothing more than letting your own mind bully you.
—Terri Guillemets
Dying ain’t pretty. Death is beautiful.
—Terri Guillemets
Stifling an urge to dance is bad for your health — it rusts your spirit and your hips.
—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
I need to get over the hard times of my past. They’ve left scars, but scars are just memories.
—Terri Guillemets
Sometimes we can’t let go of the pain because we think it’s the only thing holding us together.
—Terri Guillemets
thorns and stings
and those such things
just make stronger
our angel wings
—Terri Guillemets
P.S. Thank you to everyone who has written letting me know that Katya Elise Henry got a tattoo of this poem. Honestly, I didn’t know who she was and had to look it up. But that’s pretty cool, and a nice tattoo.
Sometimes you just need to be open to the universe’s alternate plans for you.
—Terri Guillemets
Anger makes your life — and your body —
—Terri Guillemets