Thursday, May 24, 2018

The Pipes, The Pipes Have Burst!!! (15 Park Avenue) By Polly Guerin

The Pipes, The Pipes have burst!!! 
By Polly Guerin


The Pipes, The Pipes have burst
More than anything this is the worst

How shall we squelch our thirst
The plumber's back this is the first

Washing dishes in the bathroom sink 
When will the pipes restore in a wink?

Another day delay and still no water
The pipes have seen the better sorter

Their old and tired what more can I say
'Cept, the plumbers back again today

Yes, the same one who came here
To my own apartment in yesteryear

Said he: "I kept the poem you wrote of me"
Really!!! I exclaimed with a note of glee

Alas, an urgent knocking at the door
Let me know the status what was in store

Frank,announced with supervisional pride
The pipes were restored, I need not hide

Then the water began to flow as it did before
Oh, this whole pipe episode was such a bore!

ADIEU to the Month of May: By Polly Guerin

















The morning sun kissed the yearning trees
Eager to bloom they stuck there in freeze

The cold grip would not release the blooms
And towering skyscrapers shadowed room

But May is the blossom time 'o the year
And lovely tulips in full color did appear

Mothers Day and Memorial Day in kind
Reminded us to remember, those so fine 

Romantic love knocked at our door in May
Meghan and Harry stole our hearts away

This Royal Wedding was not a fairy tale,                                                
It tugged at our lives, this time it was real

The Royal couple inspired the congregation
Gave hope to hope from nation to nation

The Bishop declared that love was in the air
Everyone should listen and really, really care

To make a difference in the world with love
And find inspiration from the one above

Embrace the world with unconditional love
There's no greater mantra from the peace dove.

THE LITTLE SPARROW BIRDS: By Polly Guerin














I love the tiny budding birds
They are so dear to me
I hear their chitter chatter 
                 in a nearby tree

What does their music tell
I wonder what they say
Perhaps it's simply they've 
          had a wonderful day

These funny little sparrows
Are staunch city critters
Through rain and snow
       they are not quitters

They stay around all year
Bringing sweet cacophony
Just listen and rejoice to
     the sparrow symphony. 


Tuesday, April 24, 2018

ADVICE from A WISE SAGE By Polly Guerin


















Spread your wings and soar
Press on to do more and more

Endowed with seeds of love
Receive the gift from above

Everything about you is so unique
No other person compares in sync

Tap into your unlimited supply
So much creativity don't deny

Recognize success at the gate
Step up, begin anew recreate

Your choicest dreams awake
Success avow, now is your fate

Opportunities lurking everywhere
Step up to the plate show you care

Generosity and never ending joy
Live large, be fearless and ploy

Go the extra mile with a smile
Stand together once in a while

Keep moving forward to the end
Treasure those we all call friend

Prepare the way, YES, even now
Late in life, become a new WOW!!!



Tuesday, April 10, 2018

APRIL: ODE TO THE PUSSY WILLOW By Polly Guerin

Oh, DEAREST PUSSY WILLOW--

Cedar Waxwing in the Pussy Willow






















Budding forth the first harbinger of spring
Alas you bloom and birds begin to sing

Found along ponds and wooded paths
Your beauty is fragile, does not last

Willow buds encased in an angelic fur
In winter, you cocooned, did not stir

Then emerged as soft as a kitten paw
You wait, at the end of winter's thaw

Counted among Springs first blooms
You may be ignored, but never gloom

Those soft fuzzy angelic buds awake
And with showy bright flowers create

A welcome feast for hungry birds
Bumblebees, butterflies, insects, too

The first sweet drink of the season
Willow's welcome feast, good reason

Rich throated,  sweet its spring nectar
Bright yellow flowers, the connector

Watch for the willow's bloom as it brings
The first sweet reminder that it is Spring







Tuesday, April 3, 2018

MARCH, A COLD EMBRACE By Polly Guerin

Photo By Stephen Braun 































March held us in the grip of her cold embrace
One snowstorm after another with fierce pace

March brought breezes, wind loud and shrill
Its power was devastating, enough to kill

Knocked down giant trees like pick-up-sticks
Shocked the suburbs, power lines nicked

Flowers were confused and dormant lay
Birds on the wing took off, could not stay

Fickle to the core Spring appeared one day
Alas, twas but a teaser, March came to stay

And plunged the suburbs with deep snow
While New York City cleared up below

Daylight Savings time tricked us early
But March continued to remain surly

St. Patrick's Day had a sunny reprieve
Green pride gave us cause to relieve

Then March 20th the First Day of Spring
The snow returned with a dusting bring

Our patience challenged. time was retreating
The sweet, sweet Spring was eagerly greeting

Palm Sunday fared better with a  sunny smile
Gave pause to enjoy fair weather for awhile

Passover brought with it the promise of Spring
While other celebrants knew Easter would sing

And alas, March was ushered right out of the door
We all gathered hope that true Spring was in store!

Thursday, March 15, 2018

NOW IS THE MOMENT: Poem by Polly Guerin






















The past is forever gone
The future's in a song

Sing it loud and clear
Start a brand new year

Moment by Moment now
Be thankful and avow

Hour by hour is a gift
Rise up, forget the rift

Why put off to tomorrow
Joy is yours to borrow

Right now freeze frame
There's no one to blame

Imagination renewed 
Forget time that flew

Claim now to be your best
Creativity yours, re-invest

Don't delay another minute 
Time to be in the present

Hour by hour be a new You
NOW is the moment, renew

Claim talent from the past
Do it Now,  it will not last.