Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

ALL MUST ANSWER ( 2019 ) 2019/10/08

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This  heart of mine  cannot erase

The  image of that  gentle face

I’d  noticed oft  how kind you were

To  passerby or  some stranger.

The paths we trod as each grew old

Echo  our values  wise and bold

The Lord above  shall  judge us all

And we  must answer  to His call !

 

 

LIBERTY ( 2016 ) 2016/10/30

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There was a greenish statue that on an islet stood

When I was but a child too nearby my neighborhood

We did pay small attention, we called her Liberty

She was this grand figure that you couldn’t help but see.

With every place I’ve lived she was always in my sight

You could not escape her glance not morning, noon or night

She’s still there in the harbor exposed for all to see

A symbol of our freedom and still called Liberty !

 

( WHEN I CLOSED MY BLINDS SHE WAS THE FINAL THING I’D SEE )

 

CONCEALED ( 2016 ) 2016/06/12

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 2:43 am
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I’ve often thought that life would be

A picnic ‘neath an apple tree

Or cottage with white picket fence

Set in a garden filled with scents

Perhaps a seaside path that winds

Along some beach the seaweed finds.

That used to be the way I thought

Until my vision soon got caught

Into the lessons life may teach

All we perceive before we reach

That space in time when truth revealed

There’s too much left that is concealed !

 

LOOKING GLASS ( 2015 ) 2015/11/13

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I feel the mist that covers all

While winding through the shades of fall

Seems life survives beneath this tent

Of autumn days that God has sent.

The leaves that fly along the street

Now dog the foosteps of our feet,

Ambitious winds that heave and sigh

Impatient now await goodbye.

The seasons come, the seasons go

This is the pattern that we know

So little changes as we pass

Our lives before God’s looking glass !

 

INTO THE FRAY ( 2015 ) 2015/02/02

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 3:04 am
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Excuse me but I need to say

That all I hear are lies today

Please tell me how the truth got lost

And what will be the total cost ?

Is there one person who does know

Which way the winds are apt to blow

Who can define the final goal

Can it be true we’ve sold our soul ?

This must not be a bartered thing

For honor soars on vaulted wing !

 

 

 
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