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Terri Guillemets
Archives — 2007




This is the archive of my publicly published writing from 2007 — the good, the bad, the active and the retired. It includes filler content written for The Quote Garden as well as my personal journals and writings. Some entries were originally untitled with a title added later, and some were first published under other pen names. —tg, 2023







Our souls are infinitely swirling colors of stardust and hope.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 1







Is everything as urgent as your stress would imply?


      SOURCE:  journal
      DATE:  2007 Jan 1







Shall we compare our hearts to a garden —
with beautiful blooms, straggling weeds,
swooping birds and sunshine, rain —
and most importantly, seeds.


      TITLE:  Rich soil
      DATE:  2007 Jan 1







...a soul flowering with spirituality...


      DATE:  2007 Jan 3







Don't let your anger take the shape of fists.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 3







Some stand on tiptoe trying to get closer to talk with God. Drop to your knees and listen — he will hear you better that way.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 4
      NOTES:  revised







when it's a glorious day
I pray
and
it's a glorious day
when I pray


      TITLE:  Every day
      DATE:  2007 Jan 5







the warm seed of life
the green stem of living
sweet carpe-diem flowers


      DATE:  2007 Jan 5







For some, pleasure is a fever they can't shake. For others, it's a disease they cannot seem to catch.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 5







Literature lights the ages.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 5







Literature — a lighthouse to lost souls.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 5







Behind unfinished art cries an unfinished artist.


      TITLE:  In progress
      DATE:  2007 Jan 5







Authorship is exhibitionism, and readers a species of voyeur.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 6







Purple is the soul-lifter
Red, the flame of passion
Yellow, the light of warmth
Green, vibrant stem of life
Pink, a whisper of beauty
Orange beckons, take a chance
Blue is the sea tide in us all


      TITLE:  Listen to the colors
      DATE:  2007 Jan 7







Sons quote their fathers, in words and in deeds.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 8
      NOTES:  revised







Pleasure and self-discipline must stay close friends.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 13
      NOTES:  revised







Life is not always fair — sometimes you get a splinter sliding down a rainbow.


      TITLE:  Beautiful & unfair
      ALT  TITLE:  Asperum
      DATE:  2007 Jan 14
      NOTES:  revised







When an illness knocks you down, stay and relax a while before trying to get back up.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 14
      NOTES:  revised







Pretty is the queen that rules our land, o'er
hard-working peasants known by Substance.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 16







a bottle of wine is her autobiography
uncorked at birth, drunk to the last drop
an empty vessel all to show for it —


      DATE:  2007 Jan 19
      NOTES:  revised







Angels in disguise are flitting about everywhere, but hospice workers are the pure light of angels unmasked.


      TITLE:  Jane
      DATE:  2007 Jan 23







You need special shoes for hiking — and a bit of a special soul as well.


      TITLE:  Tough boots, delicate flowers
      DATE:  2007 Jan 23







When I get stressed out, I am rubber-stamping all my organs "Urgent!"


      DATE:  2007 Jan 23
      NOTES:  revised







Dying ain't pretty. Death is beautiful.


      TITLE:  A final breath in winter
      DATE:  2007 Jan 26







The death of a loved one is a sudden silence — one of those deafening silences that leaves ringing in your ears.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 26
      NOTES:  revised







She was beautiful because she always had the glow of grace.


      TITLE:  Tears gliding down regret
      DATE:  2007 Jan 26







our heart dies with us
but our soul lives on
born into weightless spirit
becoming colors of the dawn


      DATE:  2007 Jan 27
      NOTES:  revised







Death is just a final breath.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 27







Nature remembers every injury but forgives by going on.


      TITLE:  Hatchets, shoetread, storms, & disdain
      DATE:  2007 Jan 27







Grief is your emotions composing a goodbye letter to your loved one.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 28







buried with love and starshine—
a grave ever glowing with memories


      DATE:  2007 Jan 29
      NOTES:  revised







Death has its own treasure map with different riches than Life.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 29







Sunbeams shine through the clouds,
Faith shines through all my doubt.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 31
      NOTES:  revised







Writers are just people who have a whole lot on the inside that they need to get to the outside, with pen and paper their preferred method of transport. Same with artists, dancers, singers — all the same urges with differing transportation.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 3
      NOTES:  revised







If I fall asleep with a pen in my hand, don't remove it — I may be writing in my dreams.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 3







Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 3







Ink on paper is as beautiful to me as flowers on the mountains — Nature composes, why shouldn't we?


      DATE:  2007 Feb 3
      NOTES:  revised







...the sweet wildflower breath of spring...


      DATE:  2007 Feb 4







The flowers of the past are dead — but their wilted beauty and potpourri aroma enrich the present with memories.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 4







Nowadays change is around every corner; in my day it was only around the expected ones.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 4







I hear the passing echoes of winter and feel the warming springtime sun.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 5
      LOCATION:  PҺoenᎥᶍ  ArᎥɀønα







Time strode with the swiftness of spring blossoms.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 7







Flowers don't open to the clock
but to the sunshine spontaneous;
for modern humans that manner
of instinct is now extraneous.


      TITLE:  If I Cry Will I Rust
      DATE:  2007 Feb 8







Many words:  boring
Few words:  stimulating


      DATE:  2007 Feb 11







Somehow among all our use of antibiotic medicine and antibacterial soap our souls are becoming sanitized as well — don't let it happen to you!


      DATE:  2007 Feb 12







The time just before dawn contains the most energy of all hours of the day. This has helped me become an early riser and an early doer. If I wake after it's already light out, I feel that the world has started without me — I slept right past the solitude.


      TITLE:  Early riser
      DATE:  2007 Feb 18
      NOTES:  revised







the sweet aroma of dawn
our daily opportunity
to smell untouched time
to breathe in fresh hope
each morning being
a new beginning —


      DATE:  2007 Feb 18
      NOTES:  revised







I used to love night best but the older I get the more treasures and hope and joy I find in morning.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 18







Stress flails itself down trying to block our every path of happiness.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 21







Death:  the longest of our long-term goals.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 24







Death is not warden of life, not thief, nor enemy — but Life's most equal partner.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 24







When we fear death, we are letting him wrap his bony hands around our necks during the best times of our lives, choking us with imaginary threats and preventing us from breathing the pure air of now.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 24







Death is not poison but merely life's final remedy.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 24







All of life runs through the veins of death.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 24







Death marches on — an army inexorable, its tireless soldiers obeying orders of fate.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 24







Necessity is the mother of not only invention but death.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 24







Love accepts death not as an ending but as a way to title and bind each life's book, so that we who are left behind can read it in memory again and again. The author's own work is done, yet the life of the afterstory has just begun.


      TITLE:  In Memoriam
      DATE:  2007 Feb 24
      NOTES:  revised







Spring translates earth's happiness into colorful flowers.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 26







The tougher you are, the more fragile.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 26







The past falls away in wilted petals,
New things will come, probably nettles.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 26







Most people know more about their own elected officials via smear campaigns than they know about their own neighbors via conversation, and many know more about the celebrities via tabloids than they know about their own representatives via voting booklets.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 27
      NOTES:  revised







tea leaves
tea loves
loves tea
lives tea
leaves tea?
never.


      DATE:  2007 Feb 27







When your inner and outer energies radiate in harmony, you are blessed and spiritually magnetic.


      TITLE:  Glowing health
      DATE:  2007 Mar 1







A sold poem loses half its meaning.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 1







Why do we alienate ourselves so much from our bodies? It's that big piece of machinery attached to your head.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 2







If I had to sum up Friendship in one word, it would be Comfort.


      TITLE:  The real
      DATE:  2007 Mar 3







The color of springtime is in the flowers; the color of winter is in the imagination.


      TITLE:  Wintermind
      DATE:  2007 Mar 4







earth dreams of spring
in her winter slumbers
she dozes on and off —
then trembles wide awake
a silent green earthquake


      TITLE:  Spring awake
      DATE:  2007 Mar 4
      NOTES:  revised







If you've never been thrilled to the very edges of your soul by a flower in spring bloom, perhaps your soul has never been in bloom.


      TITLE:  Bright in bloom
      DATE:  2007 Mar 4







A nap on a warm day, in the shade, with a breeze, is one of the great pleasures of being.


      TITLE:  Siesta
      DATE:  2007 Mar 4







The front door to springtime is a photographer's best friend.


      TITLE:  Cephalophyllum
      DATE:  2007 Mar 4







If something is written in the stars, can't it also be inscribed in the fiery light of our souls?


      DATE:  2007 Mar 5







Like fruit, children are sweetest just before they turn bad.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 9







colossal magnificent billowing glowing-grey rust-fringed monsoon clouds
roll swiftly across a vast dusty-blue desert sky like electrified tumbleweeds


      TITLE:  Dust & sparks
      DATE:  2007 Mar 10







Flowers rewrite soil, rain, and sunshine into petal'd poetry.


      TITLE:  The graceful and beauteous
      DATE:  2007 Mar 11
      NOTES:  revised







Action battles doubt.


      TITLE:  The sword of doing
      DATE:  2007 Mar 16







graves are not limited
to the cemetery —
they lurk in our minds,
and buried in our hearts
lie garlanded stones
marking loved ones lost


      TITLE:  Inscribed
      DATE:  2007 Mar 17







It's easier to write poetry on a bad day, when your heart has been halved and emotions bleed out through the pen.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 17







Plants cry their gratitude for the sun in green joy.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 19







rain and wind speak
of more than just
water and air —
rain patters hope
wind whispers let go


      DATE:  2007 Mar 22
      NOTES:  revised







An evening walk gives the body and mind a chance to forgive the trials and tribulations of the day, to shed the rubbish and mental clutter before retiring for the night.


      TITLE:  Walk it off
      DATE:  2007 Mar 24
      NOTES:  revised







For the most part, Western medicine doctors are not healers, preventers, listeners, or educators. But they're damned good at saving a life and the other aspects kick the beam. It's about time we bring some balance back to the scale.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 25







Old Books and fresh Flowers
Hot Tea, “thought in cold storage”
Brief the Verse, Reverie on hours
Poetry—her Mind's sweet forage.


      TITLE:  Old books & fresh flowers
      DATE:  2007 Mar 26
      NOTES:  quoted text is Herbert Samuel







Poetry touches upon the entire spectrum,
from lost to found —
and sometimes back again.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 26







Frustration is nothing more than letting your own mind bully you.


      TITLE:  Mind own secrets
      DATE:  2007 Mar 26







The key to happiness and youth is an unencumbered spirit — whether it comes naturally or you have to work hard for it.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 26







Mother Nature is the most powerful force on the planet — but in the human realm, it's the Mind.


      TITLE:  Healing brains
      DATE:  2007 Mar 26







The mind spells  'healing'  L-E-T   G-O.


      DATE:  2007 Mar 27







Since the coming of air pollution and city lights, the stars have become much more shy than they used to be.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 1







There's no other love like the love for a brother. There's no other love like the love from a brother.


      TITLE:  Brotherlove
      DATE:  2007 Apr 2
      DEDICATED  TO:  Doug & Steven







Is soul the stem and
body the blossom —
or body our stem, with
soul its indigenous bloom?


      DATE:  2007 Apr 4







Don't let it be all in your head, or all in your body.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 5







Money is a headache, and money is the cure.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 7







The world is hugged by the faithful arms of volunteers.


      TITLE:  Helping freely
      DATE:  2007 Apr 8







Tea is a magical calming elixir — kind of like if coffee had a therapist.


      TITLE:  Calm in a cup
      DATE:  2007 Apr 9







Why throw trash into the treasure-house of your body?


      TITLE:  Junk food curse
      DATE:  2007 Apr 9







Water, sunshine, soil —
essential for growing flowers;
but would they not flourish
all the better with a
sprinkling of poetry?


      TITLE:  Nourishment
      DATE:  2007 Apr 9







People flourish better when splattered with creativity.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 9







A critic would sacrifice the entire rose to find fault with the thorn.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 11







I sew my life together with the glittering threads of poetry.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 12







Leadership is doing the right thing and inspiring others to the same.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 12
      NOTES:  revised







My childhood smells like a box of Crayola® crayons.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 13







Grief is a burden
but also a friend—
It is not grief that
wounds your heart
but it is grief that
heals your heart.


      TITLE:  Shipmate
      DATE:  2007 Apr 13







As each day comes to us refreshed and anew, so does my gratitude renew itself daily. The breaking of the sun over the horizon is my grateful heart dawning upon a blessèd world.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 19







I'm not sure if I've had too much coffee, or if it's had me.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 20







Wailing, bearing flowers
and collapsing to her knees,
her hot tears fall upon me—

But I remain unmoved,
stone-faced, above it all—
her face etched with grief
and mine with the years,
weathered with past life—

Gently she touches my face
and presents me the flowers—
I’ve seen her cry many times
but it is my nature to be
rough and cold, grounded
in reality I know nothing else—

Still she keeps coming back to me
and though I cannot give her love
I will always guard hers.


      TITLE:  Stone-faced
      DATE:  2007 Apr 23







An illness of the mind is an illness of the body, and vice versa.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 27







Teardrops of steam-dew
glide down the kettle
Don't cry —
we'll make each other feel better.


      TITLE:  Tea tears
      DATE:  2007 Apr 29







Art is faith that our souls may be made visible.


      DATE:  2007 Apr 30







Spring breezes drift and tiny May birds chirp in morning's dawn-lit heart.


      DATE:  2007 May 1







Being an author is having angels whisper in your ear — and devils, too.


      DATE:  2007 May 4







Being an author is being in charge of your own personal insane asylum.


      DATE:  2007 May 4







A clock is ticking
in my living room —
I never even noticed
that it makes noise —
my mind is ticking,
my heart is ticking.
Everything quiet
is audible at 3 a.m.


      TITLE:  Blaring quiet
      DATE:  2007 May 5
      NOTES:  see also "Tempus nunquam dormit," 2006







Friday, wahoo, full of glee!
Fridays are fun & carefree—
for second cups of coffee
or a delicious donut spree!


      DATE:  2007 May 11







Spirit flows. If your heart is feeling good, it spreads the word and before you know it your whole body feels great.


      DATE:  2007 May 12







A writer is successful not because he writes paragraphs but because he writes emotions.


      TITLE:  Conduit
      DATE:  2007 May 14







Stardust sails endless distances through the silent ages until, white-hot, it strikes a ready heart.


      TITLE:  Love at first sight
      DATE:  2007 May 18







I've had secrets come out of my typewriter in invisible ink.


      DATE:  2007 May 19







Sugar is a type of bodily fuel, yes, but your body runs about as well on it as a car would.


      TITLE:  In the tank
      DATE:  2007 Jun 1







Advertising is only another form of statistics.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 2







Advertising is a bit like playing make-believe.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 2







We sleep peacefully at night, cradled by the big strong hands of America.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 5







My favorite thing about the United States? Lots of Americans, one America.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 5







in Phoenix
summer is
the title,
the refrain
and every
other verse


      TITLE:  Poems in heat
      DATE:  2007 Jun 5







Keep your spirits up. Good things will come to you and you will come to good things.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 6







Innovative capitalists have tried to rewrite nature, but in the long run nature always wins.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 8
      NOTES:  revised







Everything is too real
for people like us —
only fantasy is tolerable
with its magically healing
soft edges, plush hugs
sparkling beauty and
golden-hour radiances
its floral-everywheres
peaceful euphoria and
eternal youth of spirit
embraced by dreams —


      TITLE:  Muted glare
      DATE:  2007 Jun 8
      NOTES:  revised







Tear up your frustrations into confetti dreams.


      TITLE:  Lighten the heavy
      DATE:  2007 Jun 10







The mind can cook up very subtle syndromes to throw at our bodies.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 11







Earth is a sunny success.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 12
      NOTES:  revised







Grammar stops at love, and at art.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 12







When the soil disappears, the soul disappears.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 16







An artist's instinct is more refined than the typical mortal's.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 16







If one looks closely enough, one can see angels in every piece of art.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 16







Have you hugged someone your appreciation today?


      DATE:  2007 Jun 16







Spirit can walk, spirit can swim, spirit can climb, spirit can crawl. There is no terrain you cannot overcome.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 17







Proverbs generalize the verdicts of the world.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 20







Invisible tears are the hardest to wipe away. Just let it out, my friend.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 23







Sometimes a headache is all in your head. Relax.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 23







Age is a prison
we cannot escape
but only by death
into another world


      DATE:  2007 Jun 27
      NOTES:  revised







If God asks that you bend, bend and do not complain. He is making you more flexible, and for this be thankful.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 29







Adulthood is when the ghosts of childhood appear.


      DATE:  2007 Jun 30







have you ever seen a flower down
sometimes angels skip around
and in their blissful state of glee
bump into a daisy or sweet pea


      DATE:  2007 Jun 30






Hate cages all the good things about you.


      TITLE:  Bound
      DATE:  2007 Jul 5







Dancing faces you towards Heaven, whichever direction you turn.


      TITLE:  Spirit moves
      DATE:  2007 Jul 7







Sometimes we're as different as clouds and concrete.


      DATE:  2007 Jul 10







July-sky billowy wind-gusty
dust-tinged glowing-rust-edged
thunderous electric
tempestuous mercurial
storm-grey rain-heavy
blazed wet desert-wild
lightning-dancing monsoon clouds!


      TITLE:  July clouds
      DATE:  2007 Jul 23
      LOCATION:  PҺoenᎥᶍ  ArᎥɀønα







Poetry wrapped
around my heart
like a cozy blanket
Quills in my brain
ink running through
gray matter rivulets
Dead authors ghosting
through my soul...


      DATE:  2007 Jul 29







the glow from
one magical kiss
lights several years


      DATE:  2007 Jul 30
      NOTES:  revised







Kiss me and my soul-storm thunders.


      DATE:  2007 Jul 30







Now is the flickering flame of a single candle,
Forever—the endless light of a galaxy of stars.


      DATE:  2007 Jul 31







With a single candle, night burns into infinity.


      DATE:  2007 Jul 31







foggy heavy-gray teary-eyed low-hanging
snow-stuffed melancholy winter clouds

impulsive wayward turbulent thick-swift-dark
tempestuous hail-angered storm clouds

sprinkling lighthearted fanciful breeze-drifted
rainbow-nestled April-hued springtime clouds

enormous white-fluffy fairydust-fringed
frolicsome sun-illumed carefree summer clouds

thunderous intense restless rain-soaked
lightning-streaked July-dyed monsoon clouds

azure-skylit sunglow-slanted edge-gleaming
white-silver billowy contemplative autumn clouds

vivid vibrant blissful dawn-lit joy-beamed
daybreak-florid sunrise-tinted morning clouds

aimless airy midday-lazy wandering listless
mountaintop-floating leisurely afternoon clouds

amber-ablaze day’s-end-pink ephemeral-amethyst
evening-welcome smoky-embered sunset clouds

lambent star-flanked luminous moon-halo’d
glowing shadow-painted skygazers’ night clouds


      TITLE:  Sky-happy
      DATE:  2007 Aug 3
      NOTES:  revised







late June, monsoon — kaboom!
patter, splatter, fat drops gather
splats, taps, windowpane raps
wind whips, swish, whish —
summer's rumbling thunder
flash, crash, lightning dash
plash, splash, sky unlashed


      TITLE:  Summer wonder
      DATE:  2007 Aug 4
      LOCATION:  PҺoenᎥᶍ  ArᎥɀønα







Summer plays beneath the sultry sun,
Autumn brings lots of work to be done.


      TITLE:  Harvest
      DATE:  2007 Aug 8







In grief, you've lost someone — but why does it feel as though you are the lost one?


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







When you're used to hearing purring and suddenly it's gone, it's hard to silence the blaring sound of sadness.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







The flame of love is now just a cold loneliness.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







You left, and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







You flew off with the wings of my heart and left me flightless.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







She clawed her way into my heart and wouldn't let go.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







My joy was skipping
around our love —
it tripped.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







My heart has cried a deep red grief since you've been gone, pulsing crimson pain.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







They say that time heals all wounds, but all it's done so far is give me more days and nights to think about how much I miss you.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12
      NOTES:  revised







I don't know why they call it heartbreak — my mind, body, and spirit all feel broken too.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12
      NOTES:  revised







Trees quiet without the birds,
My heart quiet without you.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







Under the stars we are none of us foreigners.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 12







Spring is being blessed and happy,
      with blooming flowers.
Summer is being blessed and hot,
      with abundant sunshine.
Autumn is being blessed and reflective,
      with colorful leaves.
Winter is being blessed and chilly,
      with sparkling snow.


      TITLE:  Year-round gratitude
      DATE:  2007 Aug 14







Replace fear with gratitude, and your whole world changes.


      TITLE:  A renewed outlook
      DATE:  2007 Aug 19







Turn the energy of fear into the energy of living.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 23







Grandma always called her vegetable garden the Chapel — it brought her closer to God, was full of miracles, and fed the hungering of others.


      DATE:  2007 Aug 25







antique well-loved books
bookworm-angel nooks
pages curled and dusty
old authors most trusty
clever timeless Shakespeare
flanking poets of yesteryear


      TITLE:  Heaven's Library
      DATE:  2007 Sep 19







We all have fog on our path at times — but clarity comes from within.


      DATE:  2007 Sep 29







Chaos is the pulse of the universe.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 1







The elation of flying is worth the pain of sprouting wings.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 3







We spend all our lives building wings of faith so that we can fearlessly fly off into another world.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 4







Prose is too coarse, too heavy for romance —
We need poetry for love & all things of chance.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 4







Some kind of tragic loss happens somewhere between kitten and cat, between child and adult, between innocence and ego.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 4







My younger passions are still listening as I age.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 11







Wellbeing starves addiction.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 12







Writer's block is a disease for which there is no cure, only respite.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 12







The best cure for writer's block is insomnia.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 12
      NOTES:  revised







No one understands you and yet there's hope — then finally one day you find someone who does and no matter what, life will always be good thereafter.


      TITLE:  Not alone
      DATE:  2007 Oct 19
      NOTES:  revised







two burning stars collide and spark a fire of fate
two blazing spirits meet — enkindled soul mates


      DATE:  2007 Oct 19







Paws carry heart and fur,
Whiskers and vibrato purr.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 27







Let grief and guilt stay not too long as houseguests.


      DATE:  2007 Oct 28







Give your stress wings and let it fly away.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 5







On the internet, even private is public.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 6







Every day is a new opportunity to be grateful, and enjoy the world, and improve it — in our own little ways.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 9
      NOTES:  Yep, it's a bit too E. B. White, isn't it.







We learn to wield our own strengths, and fear flips over — dead!


      TITLE:  Getting along, stopping not
      DATE:  2007 Nov 10







Poetry staggers, drunken but wise, amongst the stars.
Philosophy plots its own steady course to the sun.


      TITLE:  Mindpaths
      DATE:  2007 Nov 10







Poetry staggers amongst stars, drunk on the night.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 10







Hope is much like a cat in the Dark — you only know it's there by the reflection of its eyes — which means there is Light nearby.


      TITLE:  Reflections on hope
      DATE:  2007 Nov 10







Your soul is a trouper. If you find you're stronger than you thought, don't waste a moment being surprised by it — use that strength and get going on whatever it is you've been holding yourself back from doing!


      DATE:  2007 Nov 10







Being out of control is one of the worst feelings in the world, sometimes even worse than pain. It is its own kind of pain.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 11







Greens feed our souls, refresh our minds, nourish our grateful bodies.


      TITLE:  Ascending
      DATE:  2007 Nov 16







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?


      DATE:  2007 Nov 17







Writing—
a race to the typewriter keys
before that brilliant idea flees


      TITLE:  In a nutshell
      DATE:  2007 Nov 18







Tea is comforting because
it brings us down to earth—
      water, leaves, warmth;
            it is earth, imbibed.


      DATE:  2007 Jan 19







I want to giggle myself to sleep each night and jump on the fluffy, comforting pillows of faith.


      TITLE:  Sleep tight
      DATE:  2007 Nov 20







Prayer lights our souls through dark times.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 21







Storms question the weak and the strong alike — and the strong may not always have answers but they always have resolve.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 23







Leaves, questioned by winter, fall.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 26







No matter the path you're on, action is hard work and you must drive your own soul.


      TITLE:  At the helm
      DATE:  2007 Nov 27
      NOTES:  revised







Put in 5 % more effort than "there's only so much I can do" and you'll be way ahead of the game.


      TITLE:  Five percent
      DATE:  2007 Nov 30







I like people who don't need a lot on the outside because they know there's so much good on the inside.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 30







My soul lives somewhere between silence and the moon.


      DATE:  2007 Nov 30







Dreams grow like wildflowers in her soul.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 1







...wildflower dreams blooming in her soul...


      DATE:  2007 Dec 1







Happiness is breathlessly chasing you.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 3







Poetry treks through our souls and tells us in rhyme of the adventure.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 3







My body and spirit are the only things that truly belong to me.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 8







Tea is the symbol of and antidote to civilization.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 8







Heartache awaits the next love as a seed awaits the spring.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 9







Some authors write with a grave ink, of a dramatic pen dipped into their dark souls.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 10







Some secrets are fires so scorching, the only way to quench the burn is to tell someone.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 21







Winter is the gray, bare shell of spring.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 22







Shhh. Your soul is humming its tune. Listen well.


      DATE:  2007 Dec 22










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