Claire V. Bogdanos


IN MEMORIAM ( 2014 ) 2014/05/23

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The soldier stands both straight and tall

He answered when his nation called

He put his dreams upon the shelf

And vowed to give both life and self.

He left his home, he went away

To learn to fight and save the day

His job was not to question why

But follow orders do or die,

And so he did and here we are

Upon the wall a golden star !


WAITING ( 2014 )

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 7:31 am
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Oh tender thought so peaceful here

Please whisk away my wildest fear

You mold each frown into a smile

And urge me make my life worthwhile

I beg You not to leave my side

Where will I go, where can I hide ?

For in the dark I will be blind

Where is the road that I must find,

This path that leads to God above

Securing His eternal love ?


DATELINE : HOBOKEN, NJ, USA “COMMON SENSE” ( 2014 ) 2014/05/22

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 7:22 am
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EXCUSE ME but today is one of those frustrating times when I am awash in waves of nostalgia that simply will not evaporate or disappear.  I find these inexplicable occurrences are triggered by some minute detail, a date or an odd notion, secreted away in the intricate catacomb of the mind !  That’s a mouthful of words, but all true.  At this moment, I believe the trigger to be the occasion of Memorial Day !  For those of my generation, I would imagine that World War Two ( note: in deference to those unfamiliar with Roman numerals ) is the guilty impetus today !  Perhaps almost 75 years later, one would expect the memories to have faded into nothingness, however that war remains as viable today as it was all those years ago.  The names of places that existed only in travel brochures or the geographical almanacs of the era easily roll off our tongues plus we can actually spell them, like Enewetak or Tinian.  Just imagine, a generation deprived of the option of earning degrees that can think AND spell !  Is that like walking and chewing bubble gum at the same time ?  HAHA !  I wonder.  Can anyone explain Common Core to me, is it related to Common Sense ? Thank you for your help !              Sincerely,                               Claire B.


THE AUTHOR ( 2014 ) 2014/05/21

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 7:33 am
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Those memories that we recall

At eventide before nightfall

Range from the sweet to discontent,

And wonder where the dreaming went ?

Since dreams are an integral part

Of wishes sent from each one’s heart

They speak to us with questions bold

And query what our futures hold !

The answer won’t be quite complete

It may be vague or indiscreet

For only God can know what’s next

He is the Author of the text !



SEPARATION ( 2014 ) 2014/05/20

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 8:46 am
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I felt the rain come rushing down

So hard it forced my tears to drown

And wash away to have no place

Here in my hollow lonely space !

The tears are old, the rain was new

Reliving days when we were two

Together on life’s crowded road

A hectic pace with heavy load !

Sometimes the things we don’t control

Perhaps deserve a lesser role

Since we are blinded by the past,

Know that some loves can never last !


DISGRACED ( 2014) 2014/05/19

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 7:27 pm
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Such disappointments we have found

Before our feet can hit the ground

The lesson is you cannot win

No matter who may let you in,

I find it strange that no one cares

Who gives or takes, or hoards or shares !

How sad that we are overcome

By tales of greed and waste by some

Our nation weeps we are so lost

There is no way to count the cost

Our dignity has been disgraced

And standards need be replaced !


LATECOMER ( 2014 ) 2014/05/18

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 8:46 am
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The air is crisp, the wind is chill

The sun comes shining o’er the hill

The smell of green is ever sweet

The dewy grass enfolds the feet.

Can it be true, is this the spring

Slow to commence its latest fling,

Rushing to greet its worldly fame

Hoping to save its tarnished name ?



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