METAMORPHOSIS By Polly Guerin

Painting by Ha Phan

Imagine a rare bird in a gilded cage
We remain confined with silent rage

Cabin fever takes its toll in spurts
Then soldiering on is the new alert

Fraying nerves set the heart on fire
In a lock down city weary of  desire

Let's shed our shell of discontent
By metamorphosis is what I meant

Like a cocoon that becomes a butterfly
Why nor morph yourself and try

To remove any layers of deep sadness
And renew yourself with new gladness

Your inner wisdom is the main  source
Chose colorful patterns to reinforce

Lifelong learning is an added plus
Do it now---In yourself do trust

Look for life lessons to improve
Put yourself in a brand new grove

Release limits shine with an inner glow
Your positive presence everyone will know

Claim a clean slate and spread your wings
Uncover your true self and the joy it brings

When we emerge from this virus stage
Morph yourself for the "all clear" age.

WONDER WORDS By Polly Guerin

The power of words can be soft as a prayer
To Show your are concerned, that you care

Wonder words sound like a baby's smile
Innocent and protected for a little while

Words well chosen are like nuggets of gold
Enriching, restoring as the story is told

The right words can change a person's life
Or cut them down to size with an edit knife

Tarnished words lack dignity and truth
Too often used by unspeakable youth

Good conversation is becoming so rare
With pointless obsession we cannot bare

The manipulative power of words change
The monotony of everyday to rearrange

Our life's adventure of the spoken word
Encourage and support, let it be heard

Wonder words lead us out of a panic world
Where fond memories are forever unfurled

Keep focused on precious human traits
Keep talking, talking before it is too late.

DAYDREAMING 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 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 its seems

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

A dragon fly is the keeper if dreams
Lets imagination soar, or so it seems

It stills the mind to review and contemplate
Ideas take fight, brand new, at any rate

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

Releasing dormant creativity once submerged
Savor precious time till you have the urge

To create in silent solitude all alone
To daydream, and find your muse reborn

Let Daydreams work into fact your fondest dreams!

SPRING AWAKENING 2020 By Polly Guerin

Spring Season Painting By Nadia Sanowar

The mellifluous breeze caresses the firmament
While soft waves of baby's breath fills the scented air

I need only to turn to nature to encounter the rich
Bounty, flowers and plants that blossom, the sun shines

The trees awake, buds struggle to give birth and the
Dear Sparrow's song regenerates the silent earth

The spring awakening burts with exhuberance
Pirouetting in a choreographed rhythmic dance

Like ballerinas the tress bow their heads and sway
Yearning to capture the sun's warming rays

The baton of the breeae signals the chorus to sing
And a field of wild flowers begins to prance with bling

The forest symphony joins in and sings from its roots
Snaps, crackles chipmonks gather twigs underfoot

King Bluebirds arrive, bolder they take up court
In territory other less powerful birds sought

The creatures of spring, new life, arise from sleep,
Chirping, hungry fledglings emerge and been to peep

And the world, rejuvenated by the sun renews
Refreshing earth's vistas with new found views

On nature's velvet green carpet we are invited to sit
Welcome to Spring awakening, our profound gift.

ADIEU TO MARCH 2020

The New York Botanical Garden

March 31, 2020

A bleak rainy day set off the self-confinement plan
The alert message read "Stay Home," if you can

An eerie hush fell over the great New York City
I had never seen it so deserted, an awesome pity

Rare and unsual emails popped up to declare
World treat of the virus, must take special care

Several major museums temporarily did suspend 
And a major fund raiser Gala saw its sad end

Saint PAT's parade and sports a "NO Show"
Loss of these pleasures were a mighty blow

A celebrity lunheon at a orestigious Club
Suddenly cancelled  but offered a sub

All social events were suddenly curtailed
Blank calendars on a new course derailed

A center closed to public until next month
Update will be provided before were sunk 

March 20 celebrated the first day of Spring
The glorious colors nature, my heart did sing

Safety from the virus kept us in check
To stay home in safety with no regret

Small price to pay to prevent the spread
The month of March I'll never forget

But the March winds are singing a farewell song
Spring is eager waiting at the gate to come along.

ADIEU TO FEBRUARY 2020 By Polly Guerin

An ambivalent month of fickle weather

February sent frigid sunny days together

Twas time to be home, our fervent desire
A time to cuddle together before the fire

Winter's silence softened the city chorus
And the birdless trees were barren porous

I looked up to see diamonds in the velvet sky
And watched the evening star go gently by

Carrying my dreams of dreams come true
Tucked into my private heart so nobody knew

Then Valentines Day softened the hardest hearts
With chocolate kisses, friends and lovers did impart

Old Leap Year allowed gals to take the lead and propose
Did any man accept? The count was up nobody knows

Laughter is the sunshine, it brightens a winter face
One-by-one a smile brings happiness in its place

Our Founding Father's birthday, a three-day pass
Reminds us when George Washington was a lad

The days of winter seem endless, dark and long
Depleted trees, I do not hear the lovely birdsong

I dream of a garden of flowers to replace the frost
But the multi-fleur rainbow is buried and lost

Now March is waiting to open the monthly gate
There's an extra day February 29th don't be late.

ADIEU to JANUARY 2020 By Polly Guerin

We toasted in the New Year with festive feast and gala wine
And Love sat down at banquet before the midnight chime

Then winter came calling, an ermine cape of snow drifts
And shrouded the city skyscrapers with peace-dove gifts

It did not last, the bone-chilling frigid unfriendly weather
Kept us cozing to heart and home, hankering in together 

The Lunar Eclipse on January tenth reset our inner clock
And cleared away the pathway to yearnings we now unlock

The world in strife, fired up with emotion for want of tears
Rained silent prayers of hope upon those hard-hearted ears

Then came Malcolm Luther King day to honor the great man
Commanding peace and compassion was his noble plan

While flowers of late winter occupy silent places in our heart
Winter is slumbering in the open air and songbirds sing apart

We yearn for the magical land where dreams do come true
When peace and harmony unite the troubled world anew

And laughter is the sunshine that softens the sullen face
Just pick up your drive and plunge ahead, join in the race

With magic waiting somewhere behind January's door
It's a month that promises new adventures to explore!