Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

PEEK-A-BOO ( 2019 ) 2019/05/10

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 6:24 am
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Some days the sun plays peek-a-boo with me

In and out, house to house, or tree to tree

Just when I think the sun is here to stay

How odd, that’s when it seems to slip away

Or hides behind a patch of clouds up high

Like some huge colony there in the sky.

I wonder how the clouds so quickly glide

And what I’d see if I could be inside

There are so many questions left to ask

It has become a never ending task !

 

HEAVEN FULL OF BLISS ( 2017 ) 2017/09/22

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 9:33 am
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I often wonder as I peer into the sky

Where do all the clouds go after they’re passing by

Do they have a mission or a schedule to keep

What happens up above when I am fast asleep ?

I try to stay alert and do not want to miss

A single moment’s joy of heaven full of bliss !

 

LICK-ET-Y-SPLAT ( 2016 ) 2016/09/21

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 3:30 am
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I’m trying hard to help explain

About the weather and the rain

It seems that moisture from the sea

Is gathered up to shower me.

Most of the fluffy clouds that float

Above my head, land, sea or moat

Are full of water to the brim

That sometimes splashes o’er the rim.

So when those clouds grow ever dark

And cannot find a thirsty park

They open up where e’er they’re at

And flush their cache lick-et-y-splat !

 

LUCID CLOUDS ( 2013 ) 2013/07/02

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 9:55 pm
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Have you thought at all about the clouds

As they spread too wide across the sky

 

And wondered where have they been before

In that giant highway up so high?

 

Tell me may I join your entourage

Shining bright and white with glory’s glow

 

Following your celestial path

Will I see or can I get to know?

 

Far and wide just freely floating there

As they wend their way within my view

 

Overhead the image grows with hope

I shall spy the sun come peeking through !

 

 

CLOUDS ARE…..( 1959 ) 2013/02/14

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 3:41 pm
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Pristine altars, bared beneath the stretch of

neatly chapeled skies

Where faithful sun and jealous moon ever

swiftly fall and rise,

Sharing grand inverted passion while the

breadth of sky belies

There exists one scheduled fashion that sails

on in wind’s disguise.

 

 
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