Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

COME WHAT MAY ( 2019 ) 2019/08/10

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 6:44 am
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Whatever war that has been fought

Tis one more lesson to be taught

For no one wins as each has lost

And every war does have great cost.

Sometimes it takes a lifetime long

To hear the ring of freedom’s song

There is a price that all must pay

To win the battle of the day.

Therefore when lives do meet their end

And each has chosen foe and friend

The choice one makes on that last day

Will stand forever,  come what may !

 

 

THIS IS HIS SHOT ( 2018 ) 2018/04/22

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 3:03 am
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An early light knifes through the dark

The air is still and calmly stark

A silence rises from the ground

One can’t discern a single sound.

Before the morning does begin

There is a chill that settles in

Starting at toes, it makes the trip

To limbs and then to fingertips !

How much longer must all await

To learn the judgement of our fate

In truth we know what we have got

God is the Judge, this is His shot !

 

 

LET LIGHT IN ( 2017 ) 2017/04/24

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 7:11 am
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Nay, do not flail against the darkness

That is a battle you cannot win

There’s but one way to beat its starkness

Just use a candle to bring light in !

 

WINDING STAIR ( 2016 ) 2016/11/19

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 5:04 am
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Some place there is a winding stair

Where does it go I do not know

I’m only sure it will be there

When ’tis the time for each to go !

But what direction shall one take

For stairs descend or rise above

You have a choice, make no mistake

The coward’s safety or God’s love  !

 

 

 

ENDINGS ( 2014 ) 2014/05/11

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 11:37 am
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This heart of mine that has known fear

Is old and tired, pock-marked and sere

And has no time for words unclear

Or foolish thoughts too insincere !

The problem if one feels inclined

To make excuse for acts unkind

When rather is, it should not be

The power of God must flower free !

Scant time is left to make amends

To heal the wounds or curry friends

In days to come we must decide

Will we partake that final ride !

 

 
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