Jill Terry

They don’t all float down here, as his mantra would have you believe. Some wrap themselves intentionally, in the dispirited darkness; fighting natures buoyancy that would raise them toward the light. He thrived on being the outcast, for he knew not how to fit; emitted false illusion, so as to sway opinion and perceptions. But [...]

Tags: badass, being bad, darkness, facade, fake, Grim Reaper, illusion, light, perception, poetry, prayer, pretend, pure evil, sage, Second ex-husband, short story, Through my Eyes, wannabe

You know you’ve reached the threshold, when you start thinking about your “things” and imagining what will become of them after you’re gone. All your personal little mementos that you’ve collected over the course of your life; meaning absolutely nothing to anyone who happens across them, but holds significance to you; even if that significance [...]

Tags: connections, darkness, death, dying, friendship, Life, light, living, love, soul sisters

She turned the corner and pulled into the only available parking space, due to the church crowd descending on Starbucks after their weekly worship service. The line wrapped through the café and ended at the back door. She stood there in her acid wash jeans, tie-dye shirt and flip flops, lost in a sea of [...]

Something about that
Penetrating gaze
Of his
As if
He’s looking
Right through
Studying the
Surface
Reading the
Expression
While searching
The cause
Within
Snickering at
The display
Emotions painted
On face
Knowing
What lingers
Inside
Certain of
Himself
Too much so
Some times
Just smile
And nod
Let it go
He strolls
In and out
Watching the
Show
Flowing like
Water
A river to
The sea
The Zen in
My path
In a place
Gone mad
Sunshine
That lights
Those dark
Days

Tags: all knowing, attitude, cocky, confidence, connection, friends, human nature, insanity, lies, Life, madness, observations, perception, poetry, ray of light, seer, self-assuredness, smiling eyes, truth, truth seeker, Zen

One could safely say that the foundation of my world is built on words. More than mere combinations of letters that form individual, miscellaneous words; but rather thought-filled, provoking, emotion-packed messages; extracted from the depths of my soul; each exuding the essence of my very being.
In the past nine years, since I began writing professionally, [...]

Tags: growth, inmaturity, insecurity, Life, malicious intent, observations, perception, personal journey, prose, reflections, selfishness, slander, thoughts

Friday night
Open mic
Out on the deck
New Orleans Café
Never been one
For public displays
Even at book signings
The attention I don’t dig
But the air was abuzz
My mind just right
To be quite frank
I had something to say
So I took the stage
Mic in hand
Closed my eyes
Let it rip
The crowd went wild
I tossed a handful of cards
Took my leave
As they begged [...]

Tags: book publicity, books, fans, New Orleans Café, open mic, poetry, poetry reading, public speaking, self promotion, This Writer's Life, wordsmith extraordinaire, Writing

He left her hanging
A Monet with no River Seine
He left her barren
An open book with no pages
He left her questioning
A riddle with no answer
He left her doubting
The truth of her very existence
He left her incomplete
Energy work only half started
He left her drowning
Gasping for breath within his mire
He left her broken
To sift the pieces of her [...]

Tags: afterlife, cruel intentions, death, debauchery, heartless, journeys, lies, Life, life path, mockery, observations, perception, poetry, puppeteer, sociopath, souls, the hyena, Through my Eyes, trickery, truth, Unconscionable

He was
The sum of
All fear
And for a
Moment
I loved him
Madly

Sometimes I just
Want to scream
The truth of others
Too much to take
Zero tolerance
Lack of character
Human ignorance
Me mentality
People spewing
Meaningless words
No forethought
No consideration
To consequential results
Self-centered nature
Tunnel vision
Unable to see
Beyond themselves