Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

REFLECTIONS ( 2018 ) 2018/05/04

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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As it’s never out of date.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 !

 

WE’VE NO ESCAPE ( 2018 ) 2018/04/29

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 4:53 am
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The time is now, the end appears

We can’t escape, the climax nears

Tis karma for the empty years

We are prepared to face our fears !

Like the ashes from the ember

We have promised to remember

Will it last this way forever

I can hear the answer, never !

 

 

 

 

 

 

THE SILENT NIGHT ( 2018 ) 2018/03/18

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 2:32 pm
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The quiet of the lonely night

Now  fills my waiting ears

The silence funnels all the fright

Into my wildest fears !

 

THE FAREWELL ( 2018 ) 2018/03/05

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 2:59 am
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I hear the sounds of early morning now

Somewhere in the distance, a mooing cow

With traffic passing on a busy road

The whir of truck tires with their heavy load

The predawn mist that finds it’s meant to stay

On a day that seems dark and dullish grey

As the tides roll in they all crash ashore

Just to wash away what was here before !

 

PASSED ME BY ( 2018 ) 2018/02/24

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 1:20 pm
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Oh Lamb of God, I come to Thee

The bastion of our liberty

I beg of You to set me free.

Untie my wings and let me fly

Into the reaches of the sky

Ere pride and love have passed me by !

 

IN HONOR OF BERT TUCHMAN   2/23/2018

 

THE FINAL DEAL ( 2018 ) 2018/01/21

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 4:16 am
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As we age there’s much greater fears

Sometimes our days begin  with tears

Not from the aches we used to know

When we were fresh and game to go

Teardrops may fall with passing time

Searching for the end of our climb

Ask  fates that be to tell us why

At this late stage it’s norm to cry

The growing process is too real

While we await God’s final deal !

 

BID GOODBYE ( 2017 ) 2017/12/25

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 9:14 am
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Seems like old age is sneaking up on me

Urging to make way for reality

And join the varied seasons passing by

As all the fragments of each year do fly.

With all my heart I wish that I could see

The times I loved that were our used to be

Too soon old memories we’ve kept must die

While most need learn how does one bid goodbye !

 

 

 
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