Thursday, June 15, 2017

WONDERMENT By Polly Guerin

A blade of grass stretched up and out 
Of it's concrete grave
The tulips stood on tippy toes to avoid
the shade
And reach the sun's warming rays

The barren trees were dressed for summer
Emerald green leaves seemed kissed by the sun

City sparrow's in cacophony sang a new song
The sun's melody brimming with joy I belong

And yonder a gray city squirrel darted in the race
Escaping automobile crush with lightening pace

An down by the water's east side  promenade
Sat city dreamers on voyages, far, very far

Away in Central Park a mother on guard
Crooned to her baby with love, no regard

Passing by two lovers united linked hands
The passing parade was mixed was grand

The sweethearts cared not what onlookers might say
Their joyous bonding they held discreet on display

And octogenarians determined not to fall
Whizzed by on their walkers never to stall

Bye and bye everyone seemed to feel better
It was indeed the warm welcoming weather

The sweet gentle sky of June without rain
Shared days of joy will never be the same

The blue of the sky brought  a smile to my face
An imaginary kite soared upward into space

A man held a door for a pretty lady to pass
It proved that he had breeding and class

A child on a scooter flashed by in a crush
His wounds were fleeting, crying non plus

The halcyon summer hours longer each day
Everyone rejoiced, wish they wouldn't go away

But the seasons are fickle, we knew it would end
May I remind you, treasure the moment, my friend!

Tuesday, June 13, 2017


Rest, rest my dear, your life was not in vain
The world without you will never be the same

I remember the last warm summer's day
In the shadow of veiled memory I pray

Though days of golden dreams have past
Cherished memories, I keep, they last

I sleep deep in ever saddened anguish 
Alone perhaps, for here I languish

Cold and quiet, silenced ever now
Your lilting laughter, never to bow

Let me hear your voice once again
My dear, departed, loyal friend

The silence bears down its weight 
On this long journey, I still await

Shadow veiled, the years quickly past
Let us remember memories that last

Happily remember, an happily forget
Sadness be banished and sad regret

By autumn twilight let us reminisce
An think of that sweet summer kiss

Let us remember and do not forgo
The joy of life in the long, long ago.

"It tugs on your heart of memories."  Carolyn Beiderman

Saturday, June 3, 2017

PROSPERITY By Polly Guerin

I am not very rich, rich at all she said
Wonder what's going on in her head

Let's tally up the realistic basic score
Believe me there's much much more

Than dollars to value one's worth
Dig deep into the coffer and search

For therein find the prosperity in life
Unlimited access to everything is nice

Enriching one's mind with new ideas
An interesting, fulfilling life never fear

That abundance is waiting at the door
Your worth is counting up the score

Open up with hope, believe and trust
For prosperity is far beyond the lust

Your silver lining may soon turn to gold
Happiness is far richer I have been told

Give thanks for 24 hours alive with joy
In a never ending journey never recoil

Await unexpected gifts, and windfalls
Surprise invitations will soon enthrall

Wait and listen to the still small voice
It whispers a promise, that is very nice!

Tuesday, May 23, 2017


I think I'll stay in bed awhile
And recall the days past by

Lay there and free the dream
For life is never what it seems

Slipping into a sea of memories
Delving deep  seems like centuries

And remember I am not alone
The treasures from the past I own

Like golden nuggets I do recall
Some more precious of them all

An sink into reverie and release
Cry awhile it will give some peace

Ah, so good to purge the anguish
Of unfulfilled dreams we languish

In the ever streaming of love lost
Yes, Ti's time to forget the cost

Of unfulfilled ambition denied
Yes, Ti's time to recall and cry

Why Why Why must we go on
And on, like a lamenting song

Acknowledge the perceived loss
It was just a phase in life's course

Why dwell on these sad melodies
Get up, get out of bed if you please

Now awake to the power of NOW
Be grateful for a chance to avow

A new day's fresh adventure awaits
Your heart's desire for goodness sake

Tuesday, May 16, 2017


Everyone's life is like a book
Here and there in every nook

You are the author of each chapter
First of all it's storytelling you're after

At each turn of the blank page
Find stories to the end of the age

Each day holds the key to a new chapter
New adventures, opportunity you're after

Disappointments even made you strong
Into another chapter they belong

Joyful remembrances take first place
Provide times of peace and give space

To thoughts of ancestors long gone
Into another chapter they belong

Write new stories daily of your life
Well lived with gratitude did suffice

Build the narrative of your life
With sentimentality, even strife

Use words that are honest an bold
It's your personal story to be told

Your story like a magnificent rainbow
Is multi-colored and arched like life

A personal treasure, so do not lock
But put it in a forever keepsake box

Attune each day to new fresh ideas
You're an author now never fear

Writing a book is a gift to yourself
A gift giving story not on the shelf

Whatever direction your unique story takes
Express yourself now for goodness sake!!!

Thursday, May 11, 2017


Agostino Carracci's Whispering Angel

I promise to be really really good
My intent is firm and understood

I'll try to commit to one tiny favor
The joy I give for someone to savor

Whisper a promise on the face of the moon
Remember to keep loyal an to make room

Do something kind at moment's notice
Grasp the opportunity and give advice

Make a pledge, stay constant and firm
It's easy to do it right now and learn

To donate an volunteer to a worthy cause
My true intent enriches it all as I pause

To remember some other older friend
Call often, sending cheers to the end

Make time to send a sweet written note
A thank you card is the best I wrote,

Send someone the perfect loving gift
Whisper a promise, don't be remiss.

Saturday, April 29, 2017

A Child's Enchantment By Polly Guerin

Let's escape beyond the forest trees
A secret life, the Lilliputian's,
                                            if you please!

Where fairies build castles and dens
 And write pretend stories by the pen

Their little houses can be seen by day
At nighttime they come out to play

Tiny folk in green leafy clothes
Of moss and floral they pose

To amuse a summer's day at play
We join in the merry romp today

There we enact fantastic tales
And slay dragons it never fails

Imaginary monsters an sing songs
Tripping through the velvet faun

In this enraptured place I belong
I count the days, that I be gone

A thunderous storm burst forth
All the tiny dwellings were lost

Yet, I remember enchanted time
That only fairy tales can remind

Those wondrous days do not last
We grow up, my dear, far too fast!