Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

MY LEGACY ( 2019 ) 2019/08/29

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To those I’ve known  and loved before

Whose  memories my heart has stored

Here in the  reaches of my mind

Midst  joy and  feeings ever  kind,

Remember that  I’ll miss you all

And  pray the Lord is at your call

While  angels spread  their wings above

And  bathe you in God’s constant love !

 

 

 

 

 

ALL BIDE WITH ME ( 2017 ) 2017/01/10

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The moment that I rise from bed

Old memories do fill my head

I am back home when I was small

And dad is whistling in the hall.

 

Mom’s hanging clothes upon the line

The wind is crisp, the day is fine

The children shreiking in the yard

Makes hearing conversation hard.

 

While Nana’s praying in her room

Pop’s sweeping sidewalks with his broom

The smell of onions fills the air

As dinner waits to be prepared.

 

My world gets smaller day by day

As those I love all pass away

And will to me this legacy

They bide with me in memory !

 

GOOD AND BAD ( 2014 ) 2014/10/13

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Those ships that rode the ocean waves

And carried freedmen, foes and slaves

To this wild land across the sea

Did in the end find liberty.

This journey took full many years

Filled with great loss, a trillion tears

When most began their hopeful trek

From faraway on wooden deck.

We here today may look about

And view their voyage with no doubt

It took true courage which they had

To build this nation, good and bad !

 

 

WINTER LEGACY ( 1977 ) 2013/04/27

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The chill of winter stealthy, stealing quick away,

Escaping silently in seeming speed dismay,

The frost dripping from the bough, weeping to the ground

Continues on with steady unrelenting sound,

Those winter tears fast filling every hustling stream

And rapid moving, hasten on with each sunbeam,

Poor naked tree who wearing not a patch of green

Prepares to face her mentor, spring, with garb obscene,

The night fog hangs like halos woven through the limbs

The sight of which, the heart to overflowing brims,

The crumbling walks and walls, the bitter freeze has fought,

Like brittle cardboard castles in a tempest caught,

And tumbling, rising, broken, crouch in disarray

While fallen branches, victim of another day,

Await the woodman’s axe and to woodpile retire

Until next year, once more to feed the warming fire.

Bold winter ushered in with such a lusty roar,

Now slithers past in fashion, circumstance deplore,

Such manner doth bear false witness to his power,

That legacy granting spring its proper dower,

Each year this pattern vital, steadfast, must repeat,

For life to winnow and the season’s term complete.

 

JUDGEMENT ( 2013 ) 2013/04/23


The swiftly graying darkly coursing sky

Does play upon my fickle inner eye

And bares a mystery both stark and bold

That speaks to me of long lost dreams untold.

These dreams I thought had flown so far away.

Yet seeming near, had somehow lost their way.

 

Some fringed and faded shadows left behind

Shedding aged reflection as they unwind

What had once been I recognised anew

And purpose wrought with aim and course so true.

The passion in my heart that won’t decline

A hungry yearning that I can’t define

The dreaming in my mind that cannot fade

A hard decision that I have not made

The longing in my soul that will not wane

A quest for meaning that I’ve failed to gain.

 

And there among the past that wastes away

Find sad remains of yet another day

One unknown force that placed the founding stone

Has willed this legacy to us alone.

There in the night with truth possessed and sown

Who by their fruits at last shall they be known.

 

 
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