Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

ON BEING AT THE SEASHORE ( 1983 ) 2013/07/06

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This barren rocky precipice that waits beside the sea

And rims the sand’s circumference that is earth’s boundary,

In vivid fascination I do watch with searching eyes

That must scan the water’s surface until it meets the skies,

And where e’er my view dost light, be it simple face or plain

I discern that same wonder which pretends no small explain

Yet does add some mixed texture to the portrait that I find

Bearing just one signature in a likeness of the mind.

Why then is man thus drawn to the countenance of the sea,

Why does he sit there silent as one rapt in reverie?

 

Can it be that life is all and he merely questions why

As his vision sometimes dims and his wings refuse to fly?

Engaging in that foray which will mark his holy quest

To seek another reason fore he casts aside the rest,

Chance uncover misted veils that have cloaked his destiny

At last to comprehend the ocean’s deep complexity.

 

LUCID CLOUDS ( 2013 ) 2013/07/02

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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 !

 

 

THE JOURNEY ( 2013 )

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I am consumed with a wonderment of God’s world

Its untold secrets hid, its banners left unfurled

The promise of its vision clear now soon to come

Not by the will of man or beast to welcome some

With open heart, love of God and uncluttered mind,

The courage to accept the treasure we may find

No sacrifice can be too large to comprehend

The great beauty we shall know at our journey’s end.

 

MY NANA ( 1945 ) 2013/06/11


 

I’ve loved you God since I was small

Because my Nana told me so.

I loved you when I grew quite tall

And heard the stories I now know.

Because she said you did it all

With kindness and a loving heart

And meant the world to heed your call

To love each other from the start.

I wish I’d learned how not to stall

I’ve tried to follow where you go

The path is long most seem to fall

I know, my Nana told me so.

 

ANGER ( 1981 ) 2013/06/09


I stand upon some mountain’s peak

To gather words with which I’ll speak,

Inform the world that I have learned

What wisdom bought and patience earned.

Too oft I’ve seen and much too late

That human love is laced with hate

And chiding words while meaning well

Through futile waste and time dispel

An arrow that lays deeply bound

Into the breast that it has found.

And so it is that as I strayed

I heard the ache of those who preyed,

I saw the grief of those who need

Much loving care and special heed.

 

I turned away and tip-toed passed

My pulse beat loud, my breath came fast

I bowed my head with hidden shame

And damned the cause for which I came

Such weariness within my soul

One endless search for self-control.

Am I not bold to travel on

To seek this myth of Avalon?

 

FRAGMENTS ( 2013 ) 2013/06/07

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There’s a single moment that I, at times regret

That’s now become a tarnished fragment of my life

In which I may remember or by chance forget

That somewhere in the past I was another’s wife.

I had another future, knew another dream

With  passions I recall seen only in the mist

Like visions in the clouds or ripples in the stream

By chance to recollect some long forgotten kiss.

It lingers in my mind, I cannot tell the why

The sadness of it all, it only comes in waves

It cowers in the dark and will not bid goodbye,

Then follows like a thief into our hidden graves.

 

I BELIEVE ( 1950 ) 2013/05/09

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I believe that the wind is the spirit of God

That carries on its gentle breath a hymn that sings

A song of joy, caressing vibrant hill and sod

To bring us light and bless His smallest happenings.

 

 
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