Sunday, June 28, 2015



By Polly Guerin

Oeufs a la Neige (“eggs in snow”)

Where do I go to escape?
It’s dessert for goodness sake

I seek it here I seek it there
Its frosty white, floats on air

Oeufs a la Neige, eggs in snow
A tempting dessert this I know

The white of eggs beaten to a froth
Originally egg shapes were the source

The whites shaped with two spoons
Or poured into a mould so groomed

Meringues floating on crème anglaise
Tempts the palate like je me plait

It melts in your mouth and did I tell
It’s drizzled with nuts and caramel

I’m craving this tempting treat
No other dessert can beat

Floating Islands take my breath away
I’ll just have to wait for another day.

Monday, June 8, 2015


Before the gentle windswept dunes
The silent sentinels sit marooned

Yonder sailboats drift out to sea
With multi-colored sails I see

Red and blues aloft dot the vista
Brilliant colors in the placid sea

Gliding across the waves of time
Defined by nature the view sublime

It’s tranquil time for the smallest dreams
I review the daydream list or so it seems

That the exquisite serenity, a quiet release
Gives us time to ponder, time for peace

A dragon fly is the keeper of dreams
Lets imagination surface or so it seems

It stills the mind to create and contemplate
Ideas take flight, all brand new at any rate

In this escape from a plugged in world
Day dreaming encouraged, ideas unfurled

Release dormant creativity once submerged
Savour precious time till you have the urge

To create in the quiet solitude alone
There go and find your muse reborn,

Let daydreams work into fact your fondest dreams!