It little matters what we say
Moment to moment, day to day
Our time is come, we can’t forget
As one by one, our hearts regret.
The past we’ve known, that it may be
Sweet echoes of eternity,
As sad farewell must turn away
Our hope that begs a new today !
We’ve seen the shadows on the wall
Heard echoes of the clarion’s call
The battle signals rang out clear
To fall at last on hollowed ear.
There’s no mistake upon the ground
Or impact of each magic sound
While trumpets blow and blare away
This message for the latter days
A change is coming, wait and see
To wing the way to victory !
There is this call that I now hear
It happens every time each year
The bells peal out and my heart cries
Takes all my strength to face goodbyes !
There is no way I can convey
The sadness that I feel this day
So many wars for all those boys
Who early left their childhood toys
To wear that uniform each chose
Before their lives came to a close.
So be it blue or white or green
Brown, khaki, tan or in between
Whatever color works for you
They fought and died, red, white and blue !
THIS IN MEMORIAM 1776 – 2018
To love our God and country too
Those are the things I chose to do.
To furnish aid to those in need
Encourage others to succeed
Grant help to many who deserve
To earn a chance to give and serve.
It’s true our nation must be saved
If we are to escape this grave
Of shattered dreams, distorted facts,
Repeated crimes and heartless acts.
Please rescue us and keep us free
Lest we betray our destiny !
The smallest tot on Mommy’s knee
Now laughs and smiles each day with me
And through those hands plays “I can see”
While sharing love quite easily !
In the distant fields, row on row
Where all the stalwart poppies grow
God’s crimson plumes wave in the breeze
Their masses reaching to the trees
Across the hills and o’er the plains
With multitudes of mounting aims,
Who’s heard the call both loud and clear
And knows the day of judgement’s near ?
There is one thing I’ve learned before
There’s always room for just one more
It doesn’t matter where you’re from
Or of the distance you have come.
It’s of no consequence at all
If you are skinny, fat or tall
It matters not how old you are
Or if you are a rising star.
How wonderful that it would be
For all to share equality
Remembering that adage old
There’s always room for one more soul !
I’ve shared my bit of tragedy
As all the emptiness I see
Became a vital part of me
Impacting my philosophy.
The strength I knew that I possessed
Has helped me triumph over stress
I’ve tried to learn to find success
And fill each space with happiness !
The stage is set, the curtain waits
With ticket takers at each gate
The script’s been writ, face-paint applied
While tension grows from deep inside.
Time for the truth to come on out
With neither whimper nor a shout
The simple facts are really best
Let’s leave the judgement to the rest !
Long time ago, another day
In a distant land far away
The sun rose brightly in the east
And shone upon a bridal feast.
That place was Cana we now know
Where Mary and her son did go
There marriage was a sacred thing
With feasting, vows and wedding ring.
Whole families and friends all went
To celebrate each huge event
But too soon all the wine ran dry
Before the party bid goodbye
When Jesus did that first surprise
It sure did open all their eyes !
There is a lesson I have learned
That all misfortune is not earned
And oftentimes is ill advised
By those who have been compromised.
Tis now the time for all to rise
And beg the Power of the skies
To ease the pain and teach us ways
To seek fulfillment in our days !
A rose once in a garden grew
Nurtured by love and morning dew
Its flower so sweet beyond compare
Which God and all the angels shared
A beauty rare enough indeed
To comfort all who have the need.
The Rose of Sharon was the name
And from the fields that’s where He came
A beauty which reflects today
In all we know, in every way
The strength and wisdom that survives
It’s how we know God’s still alive !
The mist of morn is so discreet
It waddles in on soft cat feet
And sidles up without a peep
While much of life is still asleep,
All cuddled up wrapt in a quilt
That covers one up to the hilt
And close the eyes for one more snore
Before today bursts through the door !
The dampness seeps inside the glass
And seems to weep along the pane
A labyrinth of life’s morass
Attacking all, again, again.
Oh would that we might rule the path
And currents that control the Main
With the power like our God hath
To teach some manners to the rain !
I miss the peace of morning sounds
The tender tug that calm expounds
The smell of coffee in the air
It seems to be most everywhere
The gentle hum as life revives
Before the world becomes alive
The quiet lull before the dawn
That signals all, here comes the morn !
I need to see their faces old, the ones I can remember
I’ve journeyed long and journeyed far from May through late December
And all I want is to be sure that we do not surrender
What little time that we have left before we breach life’s ender !
The world is dying all around
I sense a shaking of the ground
What is this that’s now happening
God’s prophecies awakening ?
Has time run out and left us here
To ruminate or shed a tear ?
What does this mean to all of us
And will it cause a giant fuss ?
I’m not sure of the sound it brings
Sometimes I think it’s angel’s wings
Perhaps that what I’m wishing for
Some path to open heaven’s door !
My heart thanks God for each new day
My mind seeks out a nobler way
I’ve tried to find some answers here
A firmer faith, a path that’s clear
While time grows wings and seems to fly
The hours add up and multiply
Before we know it, we are done
And all accept the setting sun !
The moon must be up in the sky
I have this feeling I could cry
But there is nothing wrong with me
Not anything that I could see ?
Perhaps the stars got in my eyes
While I was busy watching skies
Or maybe Venus went astray
In retrograde and lost her way.
This horoscope will have to keep
I think it’s time to go to sleep !
Sweet cherry blossoms filled the air
They fluttered frantic with despair
And twirled above the barren ground
As all their blooms were settling down.
Their color faded in the mist
Where raindrops and warm breezes kissed
Their crumbled blossoms ruled the street
Where silken ashes cushioned feet !
I’d like to think that when I’m gone
This world about will carry on
Promote all hope or let’s pretend
That peace resides around the bend.
Of course we know this is not so
No matter where it is we go !
A kindly thought, a gentle word
Not either one would be absurd
Man and angel share one accord
True faith in God, trust in the Lord !
What parent would their obligation waive
To save their child from complications grave ?
An admonition we’ve known from the start
About what God holds sacred in His heart,
This father’s son asking for bits of bread
Would give his child a bit of stone instead ?
Sometimes the world is full of gloom
Its sadness darkens every room
The seasons change, they come and go
From springtime’s warmth to winter’s snow.
Days roll on by with no account
Midst tears and sighs in great amount
And justice finds it needs a place
To challenge evil’s false embrace.
What was has been and is no more
Once lost will never be restored
The saddest words that one can say
Oh Absalom, you’ve gone astray !
Too soon the morning sounds arrive
Informing all we’re still alive
Outside a bird begins to cheep
To certify we’re not asleep.
I hear the sound of running feet
A dog is barking in the street
Mid tires traversing on the road
As trucks pass bearing heavy load.
The stress and strain commence once more
Ere we have stepped outside the door
I can’t believe today’s begun
We’ve barely time to greet the sun !
The night was dark and cool and clear
The air around was free of fear
As I recall it used to be
When life was happy and carefree.
We laughed and cried and fussed a lot
About what’s fair and what was not
Though not one person would declare
That their own treatment was unfair !
We lived and dreamed our lives away
Believing each, from day to day
This was our homeland, small or large
Where bullies never were in charge !
I’d like to be a bug somewhere
That’s born to life without a care
I’d settle for a cricket too
But they have other jobs to do.
A beetle or a frog is fine
Or caterpillar on a vine,
I’m guessing that I’d choose the last
A butterfly might be a blast !
This is the first I can recall
I find my back against the wall
It all seems strange with no debrief
There is scant time to seek relief.
We flounder in life’s deep morass
Without the aid of skill or class
I wonder what the future brings
Along with normal happenings.
Shall we survive until the end
In need of courage and a friend
Let’s say the prayer we all know well
And to the Lord our wishes tell !
I have thought myself alone
On the precipice of fate
With the hope I can atone
As it’s never out of date.
I have dreamt for many years
That our dreams are not quite real
But reflections of our fears
And the passions that we feel !
Claire V. Bogdanos 