I’d like to be an elephant
With memory forever long,
A wrinkled trunk to honk and rant
My strength and power exceeding strong !
I’d travel with a circus troupe
To visit many foreign lands
While children all around would group
And smile and laugh and clap their hands !
Can you just picture all the joy
This spectacle would bring to me
Imagining I could employ
The magic wand my mind must be ?
My hopes fly high on magic wings
To where the sea and siren sings
Along that wild and rocky shore
Replete with tales of ancient lore.
Men lost their lives and were remiss
Scheming for this forbidden bliss
Tis truth exists, they play the game
Refusing to acknowledge blame.
While life seems wanting, to be fair
We all must learn to give and share
To search for less destructive ways
Save dreaming for idyllic days.
The siren’s song was long ago
Perhaps a fable seamen know
But we are here with truth to tell
About the heavens, earth and hell.
Each day I rise with early morn
Much pleasure waits upon the dawn
God’s beings stir and move about
They wake and stretch and boast and flout.
It’s such a noisy world out there
Too many creatures fill the air
Assuring us we’re not alone
That God is with us, age unknown.
We’re grateful for the joys we find
And thankful that we’re on His mind !
Softly, softly, along the way
How much is left for us to say,
What will happen, where will we go
Will time soon stop or grow and grow ?
How soon will this road turn and bend
Our history, where will it end ?
The cause is just, the timings right
We seek that future full of light
And justice for all humankind
With peace the aim we pray to find !
The battle raged, the bullets fell
One thought it was the bowels of hell
When it was done the silence came
And those who could, called out God’s name.
But if He heard, they never knew
Of many there were but a few
Who straggled out that fateful day
And met their death along the way.
This nation which faced great defeat
Lost skirmishes that would repeat,
But in the end she did avail
Avowing that we’d never fail !
I am not lost, I’m not alone
For God has touched each rock and stone
And walks upon this earth so fair
He fills the sky, He is the air.
None but the angels know and see
Such beauty and infinity
It’s left to us to seek and find
His path in life though we are blind !
The night is long while day is fleet
Dawn births the thought that life is sweet
The quiet hours will not remain
They’re like the calm that follows rain.
The tender haze from which we wake
Is filled with hope that morn will break
Upon a sight to warm the heart
And grant our lives a new restart !
It’s not the passion but it is the love
That lifts the hearts seeking to rise above
The pulse and the fray of everyday stress
That tatters our dreams, our spirits depress.
I’d like to know how to set things aright
To parry with foes attacking the light
Granting respect for each other instead
Helping another to share our life’s bread.
This is the way that good folk need to be
If they hope that freedom will remain free,
Peace is the reason we’ve chosen to care
Love is the gift we must learn how to share !
Who can describe the way to go
The route to take, the path to know
The more I try the more I find
That day by day I grow more blind.
I need the hope I will be saved
That road ahead with patience paved
And rest stops set along the way
To ease the leap of that last day !
The sun and moon that shine and glow
The stars above, the earth below
The ocean’s roar, its undertow
The gentle breeze, the gales that blow
The mountain’s crest, the river’s flow
The rolling hills where tall trees grow,
Wild creatures roam both to and fro
In forests where thrive buck and doe
The skies so full of geese and crow
And clouds that float both high and low
Mid spectacles the seasons show
In cycles only God can know !
When I remember yesterday
So long ago and faraway
I chuckle and I laugh aloud
(Between just us or in a crowd).
We had such fun both you and I
All through those years before goodbye
A mother and her child were we
Who lived in peaceful harmony.
Along the way we both grew old
Still sharing stories to be told
I hope you know how much you’re missed
And what I’d give for one last kiss !
The winds of change blow loud and clear
The sound incites a world in fear
Where shall we search for safety’s sake
How can we heal the pain and ache ?
Is this part of the coming age
Have we now turned another page,
Are we to find we have become
The wart upon old Satan’s thumb ?
Tis true to think we mean no harm
Except to echo this alarm
To save our faith, our way of life
From evil’s ill and anger’s strife !
I love you Lord, with all my might
That trust protects me through the night
It matters not what others say
You light my path to show the way.
The simple truth cannot be beat
Faith will remain win or defeat
I have believed since but a child
Transfixed was I by manner mild.
I’m grateful that I’ve had the chance
To learn to take a lifetime stance
I’ll follow you where’er you go
You know the line,win, place or show !
EXCUSE ME while I backtrack on the last DATELINE, “BLOOD MOON” with a recap of the words I THOUGHT were backwards ! How about the idea that I got it wrong ? Is it possible that JOEL had it right ? You betcha ! Maybe it connotes a new surge of rearmament, how scary is that ? It would fall in line with the directive of Ezekiel 39: 9 to burn the weapons of war for 7 years due to the Creator’s anger regarding the profanity of His holy name ! Are we there yet ? Today I am filled with queries, anyone have another theory ? And what about burying the dead, EZ 39: 14 , for 7 months ? Oh my, is it time for me to “sequester” ? HAHA ! One needs a sense of humor today to maintain some level of stability as prophecy seems to be rapidly catching up with reality ! Anyone agree ? Sincerely, Claire B.
Good morning sun we meet again
One feels your warmth upon the pane
We hear the sounds of creatures small
As one by one they coo and call.
How strange it is to wake this way
And greet the world at start of day
With little thought upon the mind
About the futures we may find.
Tomorrow can be time suffice
To do the work and pay the price
Today’s the day to take awhile
And thank the Lord with one huge smile !
I love you Lord please stay with me
Forsake me not hear this my plea
The holy words that I was taught
Sustain me now whilst I am caught
In this vast web of infamy
Which plots to mask our history !
Its power shows this evil force
As it pursues its primal course
To mock our God and all His works
It is in darkness danger lurks,
Preserve us please with dignity
Until the day at last we’re free !
Oh saddest day the world recalls
The sunrise fails the darkness falls
Man cannot bear the ugly pain
How long until true peace will reign ?
The time draws nigh twill reappear
Chance quite a few will yet be here,
Like Noah and his party small
They will begin life over all.
Oh what a joy that time will be
Fulfillment of the prophecy !
It seems that love won’t always stay
Oft times it drifts or fades away
To leave us lost and wishing for
A love that lasts forever more.
But such as this can never be
No ardor earns eternity
There’s only one I’ll share with you
Its force exists still strong and true.
The love of God is kind and fair
He holds us in His loving care
Demanding naught for us to learn
Except we’re faithful in return !
There is this little girl I know
Who is as sweet as sweet can be
And when her grey eyes smile and glow
She brings great happiness to me.
I need to add she is quite smart
And uses words with charm and grace
She brings much joy to this old heart
Her kindness beams upon her face.
I find her ways are just and true
This gentle child that God has wrought
Her laughter sings and filters through
The wisest lessons we’ve been taught !
A growing chill pervades the room
I sense the angst of spreading gloom
How sad that we must victims be
Of anger and anxiety !
What is it that has power to rule
Converts us each into some fool
And robs us of our humankind
To leave us weak and false and blind ?
A lack of faith and knowledge too
Our schooling with a perverse view
Rejecting that which made us great
Replaced with laws of fear and hate !
I had a dream I can’t recall
If it was spring or it was fall
There was no snow upon the ground
And in the air no chill was found.
Where was that place I do not know
All this occurred so long ago
The air was clear the sky was blue
Peace filled my heart its aim was true.
I’d like to reach that quiet space
Before my life outruns its race
I’m weary now nowhere to hide
I beg that God stays by my side.
EXCUSE ME I need to access WIKIPEDIA ! I awoke this AM with 100’s of questions in my head and a need to check out this “BLOOD MOON” because it rings a familiar bell. Well I was right but online didn’t help ! There I was researching the pages of the world’s most read tome, can you guess ? And there IT was; JOEL 2:30, ACTS 2:20 and REVELATION 6:12. Thank God for my memory, although my mother was convinced that my ability to remember was the result of all the eggs I consumed as a kid ! As a child of the Great Depression, eggs cost 5 cents a dozen or were free when you uncovered an occasional fowl’s nest in the bushes. Eggs were called brain food in those days, can’t imagine why since hens appear to be brainless ! Only creatures I ever saw that frantically ran around after their heads were chopped off ( like a chicken with its head cut off ). No kidding ! You’ve read my post about candling eggs to check if they were fertilized ? Remember 5 cents a dozen as opposed to $ .75 for a capon ? Simple economics ! Well, back to Blood Moon, any opinions ? What’s with “beating plow shares into swords and pruning hooks into spears” ? That’s totally backwards ! “Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision” ? Any answers ? God bless us all ! Sincerely, Claire B.
The clouds o’erhead just seem to float
Above my head like some vast boat
Across the highway of the sky
And veil the sunlight from my eye.
I watched the clouds when I was small
Their shapes and sizes did enthrall
I’ve noticed how colors have changed
I find that fact extremely strange !
I was a child then far away
But childhood fades it cannot stay
It leaves us all a bit confused
And memories become diffused.
There is one answer I need hear
About the clouds and atmosphere
They disappear in outer space
At journey’s end, where is that place ?
If I ask you do you love me
Will you tell me the whole truth,
Will you deal with me politely
Can you offer me some proof ?
In this world of indecision
It’s impossible to know
What will be the right conclusion
Should I stay or do I go ?
Now I’ve thought about this nightly
And considered all the doubt
I’ve decided to pack lightly
Bid goodbye and mosey out !
Let’s pray the memories we tuck away
Inside our hearts and minds will not decay
But must linger longer more than today.
Our memories reflect just who we are
And fill our days and lives with character
To help us reach for God’s elusive star.
I’d like to know the treasure futures hold
And if I should be smart or should be bold
Or how one’s whole life story will unfold.
Remembering displays both right and wrong
It’s where we were first taught how to belong
It is what makes us wise and keeps us strong !
I wish I were a platypus with fur so short and thick
I’d burrow in a hole so deep where I could play some trick
I’d lay my eggs by the edge of a swiftly running stream
Anyone sighting me would think me one more unholy dream !
Now a platypus won’t travel well having but two homes
One is in Australia where the poor thing barely roams
Tasmania is number two, such limits to impose
Upon this small flat footed duck with such a lengthy nose.
I’m glad to say its history’s the oldest ever known
No one can understand reasons why his repute has grown
Perhaps one day this mystery will be resolved at last
And I’ll return to storybooks for versions of the past !
Have you seen the morning haze
Filter through the misty glaze
Before the sun just arrives
To shine its light in the skies ?
Have you spied an errant star
Shining bright but quite afar
Or the flock that’s overhead
Intent upon being fed ?
Such happenings will occur
Days to come and days that were
Precious words of Solomon
Nothing’s new under the sun !
There are some times I am remiss
And bid goodbye without a kiss,
Today I want to give my thanks
For birds and trees and flowered banks
For sun that greets us every day
And rain that can get in the way !
A breeze that blows and stars that shine
These gifts from God, they’re yours, they’re mine.
I won’t forget how much it means
To taste the wind and smell the greens
I’ll say farewell to bygone days
And join that path to better ways !
Claire V. Bogdanos 