Saturday, January 28, 2017

TENDER HEARTED (c) Valentines 2017: By Polly Guerin

                                                            

Let's be kinder and more tender hearted
Even before Valentine's day has started

Despite perceived affection or love lost
Sweetness melts disappointed thoughts

Forget petty grievances and alight
Dispel disenchantment and reunite

Love is the golden thread in the blanket of life
Weave cautiously with warmth, tender hindsight

Look to the world through the eyes of love
Empathy endures forever like a cooing dove

Surround yourself with new found kindness
A compassionate heart dispels blindness

Let there be sweetness in your vocal discourse
Be tactful, it's time to change with no remorse

Reject the platitudes of life, instead renew
With humble gratitude be faithful, be YOU

A steadfast follower, love forever lasts
With pleasant memories from the past

Love conquers all, diminishes discontent
A kinder, a gentler seeker is the intent

Renewed, infused with a tender heart
Let us embrace at last, before we part


Monday, January 2, 2017

NEW YEAR'S 2017 By Polly Guerin







Greet the New Year full of promise and hope
Though challenges may surely come to cope

Conjure up a new attitude, a new passion
A change of heart, give love, do not ration

Grasp inspiration with child-like wonder
And visualize ideas to create and ponder

Focus on your heart's desires as fulfilled
Infuse thoughts with color and be thrilled

Keep anticipation upbeat and sublime
See good be fuifilled time after time

Bringing success, healing and the very best
Tally up the score, you're richer than the rest

A grateful spirit is on an upscale course
Forget past disappoint and perceived loss

Move forward purposely with new goals
As the New Year's promises unfold

Take enough time with wisdom and strength
Move forward on the extra mile, extra length

List all the new things you plan to finally do
With a new focus, driven by passion renew

Your goals and set them free to explore
A new beginning you've never seen before.


Happy New Year 2017!!!

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

A MAGICAL CHRISTMAS By Polly Guerin

Robert Indiana's Iconic LOVE Sculpture


















LOVE AND GLAD TIDINGS EVERYWHERE
EVEN MELTS THE FRIGID FROSTY AIR

SOMEWHERE AN ANGEL IS SINGING
AND CHRISTMAS BELLS ARE RINGING

LOVE SURRENDERS TO THE SEASON
A BEAUTIFUL HARMONY IS BEAMING'

THE NEWBORN DAY GIVES HOPE WE PRAY
EXPECT GLAD TIDINGS TO COME YOUR WAY

BRINGING GOOD NEWS OF GREAT JOY
GIFTS FOR EVERY GIRL AND BOY 

THE CHRISTMAS TREE IS LADEN DOWN
WEARING A BRIGHT STAR IN ITS CROWN

THERE ARE MEMORIES IN THE KEEPING 
THAT GOES HEART TO HEART BEATING

AND EVERYWHERE LOVE, LOVE ABIDES 
WARM HEARTED FEELINGS NEVER HIDE

BE JOYFUL, BE GRATEFUL, BE YOUR BEST
PUT PERCEIVED GRIEVANCES TO REST

THE DAYS ARE FILLED WITH MAGIC
SURPRISES IN STORE, BE ECSTATIC

BE VIBRANTLY ALIVE AND ARISE
CHRISTMAS BRINGS A SPECIAL PRIZE

SOMETHING YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED
MAY YOU BE BLESSED WITH JOY AND PEACE

WISHING YOU A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS
             JOYEUX NOEL! 



Tuesday, November 8, 2016

CHERCHEZ LE SOUFFLE By Polly Guerin


GRAND MARNIER SOUFFLE a la Jubilee


















CHERCHER LE SOUFFLE
(A tribute to Jubilee Restaurant)
By Polly Guerin

Puffed up on air like a cloud
Le Souffle is delicious and proud

Whisking fluff is the Cordon Chef's clue
Perfection is essential, that we knew

It's creation is a matter of  creative time
Ingredients delicious and utterly sublime

Le Souffle is an independent dish
One waits on Le Souffle, as they wish

Made-to-order---patience is the call
This Haute Cuisine dessert does not fall

And Voila! it arrives like a precious gift
Melts in your mouth like a frothy whiff

Of smooth egg infused delicate cream
Leaves us reeling as if in a dream

One spoonful sends us in a spin
The fluff is magical to begin

And sends us crooning oohs and aahs
Le Souffle, quite clear, is a dessert star

He fame is brief we devour it all
But "Oh La La" my dear, I do recall!!!

Sunday, November 6, 2016

FICKLE FROST (c) By Polly Guerin

Aroma of Plum Blossom comes from cold and frigid frost and snow
Must the frost of winter come so soon?
August left behind was still in bloom

Summer's languid days were the best
Gave us time to ponder, time to rest

Yet winter snaps her fickle frigid finger
We rush home, we do not linger

Ensconced in the cocoon warm of our abode
We curl up in cozy fleeces to beat the cold

And confined here by the fickle frost
Alas, what care I, if a times I get lost

In winter's lounging longing nights
Seeking silent sentiment until the light

When daybreak casts its golden hue
Over the mysterious brooding brew

And awakens our solemn silent slumber
A new day breaks with wakeful wonderr!!!

Sunday, October 30, 2016

THE WORLD IS FULL OF WEEPING (A poem inspired by the works of the Indian poet Tagore) By Polly Guerin

Kalki 'The Destroyer' Descends on Greed,, War and Destruction














The World is Full of Weeping
Greed and self--seeking

With the fever of unrest
Destroyed our own, our best

The 'Disappeared' forever gone
Never to hear a peaceful song

And dark stains cover the earth
The wars that know no rest

Wherefore shall come a white knight
Bringing a message to all, to re-unite?

All nations together in one bond
Of everlasting friendship fond

Oh, most reverent holy spirit
Show immeasurable mercy to us

And wipe away the brokenhearted
Stop the madness before it gets started

Restore beauty to the bleak plundered land
All nations together now must understand

There is no way forward except with peace
Oh, gracious spirit give us courage an release

Purify the minds of  the weary misled
Forgive and bring back beauty instead 

Unite the hearts of all the world's people 
In the harmony of a one connected life,
          A World at Peace.


Friday, September 30, 2016

THE LITTLE YELLOW HOUSE By Polly Guerin

The Little Yellow House by Michael Baum


The Little Yellow House
New England's finest
Stood its ground down 
 a cul-de-sac

Sheltered by great ancient trees
It beckoned welcome if you please

An through shuttered windows
Saw the passing wildlife show

An yon nearby past the glen 
A mother deer and doe came again 

A lone red fox skirted over the meadow
A feisty hungry fellow

And dozens of wild turkey came
To prance before the windowpane

And lush bushes housed birds at the feeder
Squirrels and chipmunks were eager

House and wildlife in the picture frame
But, alas, it would never be the same

Then the wreckers took down the house
Ancient boulders and everything about

And the dead sweet meadow made me cry
The Little Yellow House heaved a sigh

A monster mansion took its place
New England had changed its face

Not for the better, destroyed the land
I shall never, never understand

Chopped down the majestic trees
And the wildlife did not please


The turkey flocks disappeared, gone
Never to hear the birds springtime song

An nary a deer or doe came this way
The 'disappeared' had nothing to say

Smooth artificial lawns sprawled
Natural grass an trees were appalled

Not for the better, destroyed the land
When will people ever understand

The threat to nature is beyond the pale.