FACE-LIFT

FACE-LIFT

Why dost thou wear a frown

Underneath your queenly crown?

Negativity will wear you down

Even if you haven't uttered a sound

Don't prod around with a sullen face

Restore your outlook with grace

Lines and farrows will clear

Let go of the old, my dear

Every little thing you do

Creates inner beauty, it's true

Smile a little smile each day

Watch your cares melt away

Do something nice for a stranger

Be the one who is the arranger

Rewards are great, for all you do

Telltale lines smooth out, it's true

A natural face-lift is the gift

Look in the mirror, vow to shift

Your attitude bring in the new

Forget what lies behind, review

And sing a song of praise each day

Own positive change along the way

Live life with love and lots of laughter

Concerns be gone is what you're after

Even all the little things you do

Creates inner beauty, it's true

Reflected in a new youthful you

A priceless face lift is your due!

Stepping Stones in a Garden 

STEPPING STONES  

By Polly Guerin

Tripping over stones of your own creation

They only block life’s renewal and elation

 Why stumble along on life’s future path

With timid steps you can release wrath

And welcome in the new found release

Uplifting, the anxiety begins to cease

Go slowly, take, one step at a time

You’ll find transformation sublime

 Listen for birdsong, wind in the trees

Bring messages of love and if you please

 Sit down; contemplate on a big gray stone

And remember to focus, you are never alone

 But part of the great universe’s earth plan

Confirm and say to yourself, I am I am

Taking one step at a time!!!

SAVOR THE MOMENT: poetryfromtheheartbypollyguerin.blogspot

Must we be so discontented?

By technology we are affected

This moment may not come again

Yet we would even text a friend

At lunch or dinner there’s no excuse

You say it’s important that’s the ruse

You’re simply not fully in the moment

To savor every morsel and delicious intent

A walk in the woods is a restorative jaunt

Talk on the phone and the moment won’t

Add to the pleasure and mild disconnect

From the sound of the birds joyously sent

You don’t understand that unhappy feeling

Your patience is sapped and your senses reeling

Multitasking has its place and time

Doing it always is a pitiful crime

Promise yourself to savor each bite

It may be hard, do it with all your might

Gently bring yourself back to the moment

Share conversation, connect with life

Don’t let thoughts wander away to the phone

Alas you may find yourself quite alone.

METAMORPHOSIS: Shed our Shell

Let’s shed our shell of discontent

By metamorphosis is what I meant

Like a cocoon that becomes a Butterfly

Why not morph yourself and try

To remove the layers of sadness

And renew yourself with gladness

Chose colorful patterns that reinforce

Your inner wisdom is the source

Lifelong learning is an added plus

Do it now---in yourself do trust

Look for lessons to improve

Put yourself in a new grove

Pause, reflect before giving answers

Handle it better, knowledge enhances

Release limits; shine with an inner glow

Your positive presence everyone will know

Claim a clean slate spread your wings

Uncover your true self and joy it brings.

THE BENCH IN THE FOREST

THE BENCH in the FOREST

WELLS, MAINE July 2015

Wooden steps outline the forest path

The bench in the forest is where I pass

 Giant trees give shade from beyond

And nearby frogs frolic in a pond

Then silence passes over the land

In this tranquil sanctuary I stand

Contemplating the invitation to sit

The bench so inviting, I’ll stay a bit

And there my thoughts are drawn

To reverie and dreaming so long

I’ll take time to contemplate and stay

Sitting in silent stillness as I try to pray

A chipmunk dashes by in a whizzed blur

His destination hunting so I do not stir

The leaves are dancing to the wind’s wand

Its mysterious messages come from beyond

The bench in the wood has magical messages

All that is needed just sit quite still and listen

And hear the answers to your heart’s desire

The revelations are so pure you’ll never tire

To return again and again in this soft glen

Where silent reverie is your best friend.

FLOATING ISLANDS REMEMBERED By Polly Guerin

FLOATING ISLAND Remembered

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.

DAYDREAMERS By Polly Guerin

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!