Good morning Sun
How far you’ve come
Such a long trip
Without a ship
Across the skies
To bring sunrise
To everyone
Under the sun !
LITERATURE ( 2014 ) 2014/10/07
There was a place that kids could hide
When they did not feel safe inside
A pleasant place where they might be
Until the time that they felt free.
It used to be about their dreams
In which they would escape it seems
But since this world is upside down
There’s no replacement to be found.
They still can join in Games of War
That’s what these instruments are for
X – Box and IPhone, who knows when
Our children will be safe again ?
THE ANSWER ( 2014 ) 2014/10/06
I wait here for the toll of the chimes
That signal welcome to latter times
And the days that we’ve been dreaming of
With much thought of peace and hope and love.
What must we do to earn this pleasure
Step by step and measure by measure
Remember to keep the Written Word
Learn to avoid the evils you’ve heard !
Perform the deeds that you know as just
To earn God’s love and eternal trust
Be slow to anger, answer with thought
Forsake not the morals you’ve been taught !
I REMEMBER ATHENS ( 1972 ) 2014/10/05
I left my heart high upon an ancient hill
Oerlooking wide and glist’ning portals of the past
Envisioned splendor though dead yet lingers still
As dreams that fade and hopes that could not last
There azure waves danced mildly on a white and sandy shore
Where echoes of a memory long to be heard forevermore !
Then as I gazed upon those fortresses of old
I trembled with the glory that once had been
Both proud and grand whilst steeped in purpose bold
Sad victim of time’s ravages then unforeseen
There scented breeze played softly through her waning twilight hours
Where shadows of desire lie dormant midst the fading flowers !
LOST AND FOUND ( 2014 )
Sometimes when life seems turned around
I sense all that we’ve lost and found
Our longing for the loss is great
But finding God has sealed our fate
There is this hope discovery brings
While gaining faith that joyful rings !
EXPLANATION ( 2014 ) 2014/10/04
Tis true I may be made of clay
I’m not descended from an ape
Nor am I here for just a day
There is for me but one escape !
DATELINE: HOBOKEN,N J, USA ( 2014 ) “FACING ONE’S MORTALITY”
EXCUSE me but I digress, wouldn’t you ?  I find myself musing among the words of Dr. Holmes, the senior Oliver Wendell of course !  If you have followed my DATELINES, then you will know how taken I am with his writing all these many years.  There is a line he wrote in a letter from Beverly Farms, 7/9/1885, that is exceedingly profound and I would like you to ponder its core meaning !  He ends his self critique with these words:  But the morning dew means little to the withered leaf !  Wow !  He repeats in a letter from same on 7/9/1894 noting that his opinion hasn’t changed.  May I ask you to search out these letters on WIKIPEDIA, nothing like authenticating.  Now what does this have to do with facing one’s own mortality, everything !  In our lives we calmly allow atrophy to overtake parts of our anatomy to stifle the most exciting contributions we are capable of making,  from actions to words !  This includes progeny to thought process, wisdom.  Why did God give us speech ?  Or the capacity to think, plan, dream, hope ?  And not the lions ?  For we are special in His image, not automatons, however we are perceived.  I for one wish to exercise my abilities until the day I bid adieu, knowing all the while that this is what  I was created for.  In Genesis 9:1 instructions to Noah, be fruitful and multiply and replenish the earth.  Amen !      Sincerely,     Claire B.
“And if I should live to be……….That last leaf upon the tree……….In the spring,……….Let them smile, as I do now,…………At the old forsaken bough………..Where I cling”………….( final stanza). Â Â The Last Leaf by Oliver Wendell Holmes
MIDDLE AGES ( 2014 ) 2014/10/03
Oh for the life that is no more
When hearts were young and kept no score
When all we knew was how to be
Afraid of abject poverty !
Our lives were so much simpler then
When girls were gals and guys were men
When unisex was still unknown
And being high meant airborne flown !
Songs had real words and melody
And marriage knew God’s sanctity
I wish we could turn back the clock
Oh what I’d give to join that flock !
FROM REUTERS ( 2014 )
My life becomes this crazy place
I feel I live in outer space
The worries of the world can be
Another notch upon life’s tree.
What does it mean to have a heart
When all about you falls apart
God never meant for so much pain
To punish dreams again, again !
EARLY ARRIVAL ( 2014 ) 2014/10/02
Leaves have deserted all the trees
The smell of winter treads the breeze
The shadow of the sun soon fades
Beyond the hill there in the glades.
The early night now spreads its gloom
It creeps into each lonely room
And whispers softly in my ear
That wintertime will soon be here !
WAITING ROOM ( 2014 )
This barren place seems void of air
It’s empty breath reeks of despair
The silence grows as hours pass
Like shadows in a looking glass.
The emptiness this waiting brings
Is like a dirge the lonely sings
Sometimes it is out of distress
The helpless fight against redress,
They question if one ever wins
And what to do when calm begins !
TOO HARD ( 2014 ) 2014/10/01
It’s only in the arms of God
That true redemption will be found
Sometimes that task seems just so hard
And forces one into the ground !
CANDLELIGHT ( 2014 )
How I do miss the candles’ Â light
That flickered silent in the night
Its flame once bright now fades to dim
Lights dancing on the glasses’ Â rim
Creating shadows on the lace
While brightness shimmers on the face.
The waxy smell sweetens the air
Reminding one of evening prayer.
Those aged candlesticks recall
The winding stairs where footsteps fall
There in the dim glow of each night
That sees the heart in candlelight !
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Claire V. Bogdanos 