AWAKENING in the ADIRONDACKS (c) By Polly Guerin

The morning mist hovers 'or the lake

And across the silent, gloomy stillness

A lone canoe freed from its anchor

Plies the waters seeking its dock

Suddenly the plaintive cries of a loon

Invades this remote rustic wilderness

The distant shore is bleak and at peace

While the dense forest's cedars shudder

And the sun beats down its heat

Awakening the morning

On a sultry day in summer.

SWEET SUMMER BREEZE...A Magical Romance By Polly Guerin

It was a soft mellifluous night
The Luscious breeze was light

As air, an caressed with a kiss
A warm embrace, such bliss

It wafted freely like a bird
En plein air it was heard

A magical presence at her side
"A lovely evening," it did imbibe

She stole a glance to her right
A shadow of a man did alight



His voice mild like the dulcet breeze
He pursued her further, if you please

And strolled along in a soft tone
She was aware she was not alone

But cautious feigned not to hear
The strange encounter not clear

The stars were shinning above
It was a night made for love

Yet, she in a dreamy state
Knew not was her fate

Then, someone called her
Through the brightening air

Such a pretty young thing
With tingling bells did sing

And for a moment's reverie
She fell in love, don't you see

It was a starry silvery night
Held in his arms so light

A gentle lover he was there
Caressing with dulcet care

And they in such embrace, Swept away in the Sweet Summer Breeze of Summer.

MY ELUSIVE CELLPHONE (c) By Polly Guerin

I seek it here I seek it there
I assure you I give care

Yet, that elusive cell phone
Has a mind of its very own

I meant to put it in plain view
But alas it disappeared anew

I wonder where it went?
Under the piles I have spent


Looking here, looking there
Perhaps it’s under a chair

Believe me this isn’t really fair
I’ve reached the point of despair

I pay my bills each time on time
Why does my cell phone decline?

To make a visible appearance
It took off without clearance

Somewhere it hides each day
In a nook or it’s stashed away

There’s no other recourse I admit
With this annoyance I am in a fit

So I surrender to my land phone
And dial that elusive cell phone

Alas I hear a muffled message tone
Talking to me but I’m quite alone

Till I look under the papers on my desk
Need I say more, put the subject at rest.



“It is a Delight!!!

Comment by: Carolyn Hahn Beiderman

 

SENSE OF WONDER (c) By Polly Guerin

The wee humming bird came
Early morning was his game

Fairy wings twittering aloft
Flower to Flower he sought

And took breakfast en plein air
T’was his bounty, only fair

I watched with a sense of wonder
The mysterious creature’s plunder

Do not let the splendor slip away
Silently watch for his returning stay

Captivated by the Lilliputian’s skill
Astonished, I admired the thrill

Of nature’s intricate dance
Could be missed in a glance

So glued to the windowpane I spy
The minuscule bird bye ‘n bye

A showman so delicate so rare
I looked for him each morning fair

His determination was a constant show
I did not want to disturb, let him know

What joy he brought to begin each day
Tossing concerns away with a sense of play

I ventured out into the uncharted course
Spread my wings like the bird’s force

And what I care for what others say
Thus inspired I now rule the day

A happy diversion so granted
And the world is less frantic.

IT NEVER ENTERED MY MIND (A Reverie) (c) By Polly Guerin

It never entered my mind

That it would come to this

I did not have every wish


It never entered my mind

That in life always be kind

Troubles, tears I might find


It never entered my mind

I just did it with a kiss

Was it something I missed?


It never entered my mind           

That anyone would go away

They were all here, every day


It never entered my mind

An empty place at the table

I tried to forget, wasn’t able


It never entered my mind

And gladness faded away

What more can I say?


It never entered my mind

It takes courage to forget

So engaged otherwise, yet


It never entered my mind

That life might end this way

What care I what they say


It never entered my mind

My freedom gives me cause

To reflect on it all and pause


It never entered my mind

That it would end this way

Alas, tomorrow is another day!

THE SONG OF LIFE (c) By Polly Guerin

The violin sings tales of sadness

Of forgotten dreams and gladness

The piano strikes up a different tune

A giddy pizzicato fills the room

Together they play the lyric life
Young and foolish I was a wife

The melodic melody strings along

Recalls the first notes in my song

Life is a dualistic serenade
Memory lingers does not fade

But there is joy, pick up the beat

Resolute do not admit defeat

Uncover one more unique note

I sang with joy before I spoke

Listen a little closer to hear
Trust a little more my dear

Life is short, ends too soon
Sing and play a happy tune

Contribute to the song of life
Tender words and sound advice

Dream the dream you were born to live
Banish sad memories and lets forgive

From deep in your heart open up
Accepting unfolding joy is the rub

Listen more patiently, wait
For answers at any rate

Brings resolution on a new note
Play out the melody I wrote

Surrender to what is asked
Sing the Song of Life, be glad!!!

IMAGE: FANTASY ART by Budi Whteper

VALENTINE DAY February 14, 2014 (Ode to a Boy) (c) By Polly Guerin

WHAT IS THIS TALK ABOUT LOVE SENDING CUPID’S KISSES FROM ABOVE?

HAVE WE NO WORTHIER ROMANTIC TOPICS
THAN FUTURE EMBRACES IN PLACES EXOTIC?

LOVE COMES IN DIFFERENT GUISES
MAKES OUR HEART SOFTER, WISER

A BABY’S SMILE MELTS ONE’S RESERVE
BUT FALLING LOVE TAKES NERVE

FRIENDSHIP SLINGS ITS BOW AND ARROW
PIERCES YEARS WITH JOY AND SORROW

LOVE CAN CONQUER WORLD STRIFE
BRINGS HARMONY, RENEWS LIFE

IF YOU BUT KNEW I DREAMED OF YOU
EVEN BEFORE YOU WERE TWENTY- TWO

HOW COULD YOU GUESS MY HAPPINESS
I GAVE ALL AND NOTHING TO DIGRESS

I OFTEN HEAR YOU WHEN OTHERS SPEAK
THE SILENT HOURS GO BY WEEK BY WEEK

HOW ALL MY DAYS SEEMED DREAMS OF YOU
AND YET, I PONDER IF YOU EVER KNEW

SOMETIMES IN THE DAYDREAM FLIGHT
I REMEMBER YOU IN THE TENDER NIGHT

WITH GRATITUDE I CHERISH THE MEMORY
EVEN NOW WHEN I AM ALONE AND FREE

I HAVE NO REMORSE BUT INFINITE JOY
RECALLING WHEN YOU WERE A LITTLE BOY.