Saturday, October 11, 2014

Nature's inkpen

Nature is a writer
Springtime is a poet
Winter – dull but brilliant prose master
Summer, butterflies for apostrophes
Autumn an artist, colors with words implied
Seasons have their inkpen
Broad, leafy journals
Sun an editor, no editing by candlelight
At night subdued is pretty.

—Terri Guillemets

Friday, October 10, 2014

With or without a ladder

Climb from the depths of your soul to the heights of your future.

—Terri Guillemets