watching birds splash in
morning-after rain puddles
cleanses my spirit
—Terri Guillemets
watching birds splash in
morning-after rain puddles
cleanses my spirit
—Terri Guillemets
a new day doesn’t mean
forgetting yesterday
but simply letting it go
not to dwell in memories
but to cherish each one
as it pops up and surprises us
and then release it with a smile
the birds are singing of now
our hearts beat of the present
the past is a muted background
enhancing our carpe-diem lives
dawn paints the scene of today
and invites us to live beautifully
to be the artists of our own souls
—Terri Guillemets
late winter and early spring blend and blur
in pleasant days and chilly nights
penetrating sun and gentle cool breezes
with stirrings of life, subtle and green —
mornings that light ever earlier rouse us, but
sunsets that still come in evening’s youth lull
—Terri Guillemets
sand-dust with cream
intensely mauve’d rust
velvety blue-grey-indigo —
layers of early winter’s
desert dawn horizon
—Terri Guillemets
swirls of light
as morning blazed alive
the darkness left
—Terri Guillemets
blackout poetry created from Maud Casey, The Man Who Walked Away, 2014,
Welcome, Winter. Your late dawns and chilled breath make me lazy, but
—Terri Guillemets
Hot coffee and cold winter mornings are two of the best soul mates who ever did find each other.
—Terri Guillemets
Autumn mornings: sunshine and crisp air, birdsong and calmness,
—Terri Guillemets
Each morning begins with the triumph and celebration of waking to a new day and the blessing of being able to get out of bed. What better way to start the day than with a success like that?
—Terri Guillemets
Dawn spreads her wispy pink angel wings over the morning.
—Terri Guillemets
Breathe, thank, pray, rise, stretch, move, live!
—Terri Guillemets
Dawn is the glow of opportunity, the light of a fresh start, the aurora of hope breaking open a new day.
—Terri Guillemets
A morning walk starts us off on the right foot for the day.
—Terri Guillemets