Happy Samhain

toujours les tulipes

always the tulips that ushered forth the shadow of a memory in a half forgotten dream ©2015 jillterry | jillterry.com

Master destroyer

I hit the create button, which pops open a bright new page, and sit staring at the blankness; eventually adjusting the screen, for my eyes are beginning to burn. The door is open adjacent to my desk and offers fresh warm air and the sounds of nature, stirring in the woods just a step away;

Dismal hiss of intrusiveness

With the dawn of a new day A torrent of realization follows Illusions of grandeur Dwindled to simplistic truths Lofty dreams and fairytale fantasies Borne for the minds of children Have no dwelling place In the hearts of damaged adults The vicious cycle Of damnation and destruction Continues to spiral A never ending circle When

Memory of a Dream

Dinner by candlelight New dress new shoes Chandeliers slowly rise The symphony begins You take my hand And never let go – ©2012 jillie jillterry.com

DOORWAY TO A DREAM

Standing at the threshold Having followed the sacred path I emerged from my own crysallis Discovering the colors of my heart I hold the key in my hand Unlocks the doorway to a dream I give all I have in offering Yet still am not bade entry ©2012 Jill Terry

ELEMENTS

When great expectations Fall short of delivery Needs and wants Remain unfulfilled Wishes and dreams Turn to imagination Tears and pain Are all too real Search for the River Without any banks For life is precious Time too short We shouldn’t waste What elements of each We currently possess Though it might not be Exactly

DREAMING IN AMBER

She walked with him there Once upon a dream Through the wonderlands of winter Into the carnival of spring Crossing that great divide To reach green fields in summertime But she lost him to the fire Of autumns blazing forests Now she walks the seasons alone Leaving her mark along the shore ©2011 Jill Terry

ON TARGET ON POINT

Dying a thousand deaths In the span of a single day As one gut-wrenching reality Overlaps the other When the blinding light Fades to black At the sound of Internal screams Waking to a nightmare Watching it unfold Her unlived life Nothing but a dream ©2011 Jill Terry