Monthly Archives: June 2011


I have no room for any more sadness
That sleepy Sunday morning marking my departure
Once again I say goodbye to that which I love
And by my own volition I relinquish my own heart

On the long turbulent wind that carried me south
I felt the void of separation in each passing mile
And I cursed myself for turning such beauty from me
Not knowing when or if it will come to me again

©2011 Jill Terry


“A man’s work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.”

~ Albert Camus


So many years
Lifetimes it seems
So much muddy water
Under those burnt
Forgotten bridges

Modus operandi
Fly in like the wind
Come and go
Completely unknown

This time different
Everything shifted
With intent

Everywhere I go
Round every corner
No longer hidden
Painful haunting ghosts

Feeling a stranger
In a place too well known
Then appearing from nowhere
Making their presence known

The doe and the stag
Red tail hawk soaring
Within that magic hour
As if welcoming me home

But even though I’m reminded
Of people here that love me
This is far from my world
No longer my home

In a few short days
Will ride the wind again
Bask in southern sunshine
Search for sanctity resumes

©2011 Jill Terry


Light fades with flickering flames
Balmy breezes waft through the trees
Pleasant shivers blanket the flesh
Akin to receiving a lover’s kiss
The heady scent of gardens perfume
Leaves a swell in her heart one night in June

©2011 Jill Terry

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