Claire V. Bogdanos

Acceptance,Knowledge,Love,New Chapter,Process,Wisdom,

NOT OUR FAULT ( 2017 ) 2017/12/08

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 10:48 am
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Seems that our lives are changing day by day

While fleeting years keep getting in the way

They appear to have a mission or two

Since we are pressed for time, what shall we do ?

As the days get shorter and time speeds by

Too much to remember, harder to try

All of our efforts will keep us awake

Along with those chances we often take.

There’s a point in time when we’ll have to halt

Please understand this, it won’t be our fault !

 

 

CHANCE ( 2017 ) 2017/05/01

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 6:54 am
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Sometimes our dreams are merely that

They break our hearts or just fall flat

There’s little choice that each may make

It’s win or lose or chance we take !

 

EVERLASTING ( 2016 ) 2016/07/18

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 4:58 am
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The raindrops fall upon the sill

The clouds are now at overfill

And moving in their passive way

The rains await another day.

The sky is full of sweet surprise

Beginning with each new sunrise

The stars all twinkle through the night

Some to be hidden from our sight.

The wind that powers every breeze

Silent ripples midst natures frieze

While sounds of life are vibrant still

They carry on and always will !

 

“THE EARTH ABIDETH FOREVER”

 

 

MORAL ( 2016 ) 2016/01/01

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 12:07 pm
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Arrogance is the folly of fools

Humility a gift of the gods !

 

HOMILY ( 2015 ) 2015/12/18

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 3:31 pm
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The fallacy of life may be

That we are born to live quite free

Of course this does not make much sense

No freedom thrives without defense !

 

FALLACY ( 2013 ) 2013/07/20

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 6:26 am
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All of my life I have been told
There is no cure for growing old
It’s just the sum of all we’ve known
Of words we’ve said and deeds we’ve sown.
Tis sad to think we leave this race
About the time we find our pace
Without some help we can’t be sure
And so my dear seems there’s no cure
Except wherein we bid goodbye
When we’ve been told ’tis time to die.

Wild elephants just trudge the way
To where their tusks and bones do lay
Since we are sage and civilized
Our resting place is canonized.