Claire V. Bogdanos


SWEET MEMORIES ( 2017 ) 2017/06/07

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Now I have lived quite a long time

In varied places and other clime

And learned that one must try to fit

Into each spot that’s part of it.

When but a child, the horse and cart

Is how our travel had its start

Next came the Ford all black and square

While in the rear its trunk was there.

Those skinny tires were truly sad

I cannot count the flats we had

Oh for those days that are long gone

Sweet memories my heart dwells on !


FIREFLIES ( 2015 ) 2015/06/26

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I can see fireflies they’re all aglow

It’s curtain time for their magic show

Soon the stars up high begin to light

They flicker and dance and shimmer bright.

When I was small and not yet grown tall

I’d play outside by the garden wall

To catch them buzz and flitter about

Quite a happy sight without a doubt.

As I have aged my memory brings

Pictures that pull upon old heartstrings

It’s too late now to remember when

No one can ever go back again !


MERMAIDS ( 2015 ) 2015/04/14

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Have you ever seen a mermaid when you’ve been out to sea

I’m sure that I have not nor anyone that’s known to me

Seems mermaids were a help to men at least a thousand years

There is a place on the Rhine I’ve been told that one appears,

Unlike the Disney creatures who know all the rights from wrongs,

The sailors call them Lorelei they sing enchanted songs.

Like Homer’s Sirens tempted those from Troy who homeward bound

Did flounder on the rocks about on hearing their sweet sound,

I’m sad that I might have to spend another thousand years

To hear a mermaid chant her song into my waiting ears !


AT MY FRONT DOOR ( 2014 ) 2014/12/20

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My memories are haunted by

Some faces seen with my mind’s eye

These persons from the distant past

True images that ever last

They’re so clear now I want to touch

I’m sad because I’ve missed them much !

How can it be aft all these years

That my heart’s full of unshed tears

What I would give for just once more

Their oldtime step at my front door !


LACE CURTAINS ( 2014 ) 2014/07/21

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I love to see the curtain’s edge

Lift gently from my window ledge

The breeze outside comes pushing in

As lacy fluff lifts in the wind !

The fabric floats into my space

Creating gauzy veils of lace

While visions seem to spin around

Like Venus in her dressing gown !

This has no place now I’ve been told

These styles I chose are just too old

And no one cares or wants to see

Lace panels here except for me !


ONE WAY TICKET ( 2014 ) 2014/07/03

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The sunshine sneaks into my room

Replacing night time’s eerie gloom

The photos hung upon the wall

Do happy days and times recall.

Familiar faces one by one

Remind me of past summer’s fun

Those thoughts so full of magic sights

And warm and sunny days and nights !

I wish somehow we could return

To memories for which we yearn

But it’s too late for turning back

That train left on another track !


DATELINE: HOBOKEN, NJ, USA “HAPPY DAYS”. ( 2013 ) 2013/07/22

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Are we sharing again ? One hot summer day, August 14, 1935, my mother and I were      

walking hand in hand on Zabriskie Street in Jersey City.  Windows were open everywhere   

curtains moving in the slight breeze, some parted, some knotted on the rods. You could      

hear the Philco radios blaring static and sound within, suddenly the windows filled with     

people yelling, shouting hoorays! In the streets they laughed and danced and sang “Happy

days are here again!”  I turned to my mother, she squeezed my hand tightly and said “Mr.    

Roosevelt passed the Social Security Act “.  “Thank God !”  I couldn’t forget that day, it     

was like the biggest party I ever saw, no balloons, no ice cream, but a lot of whooping it    

up and delirious people.   It’s a memory that still lives happily with me but what I most    

remember is that tired old house dress my mom was wearing and how joyous she was.   

Some memories are worth keeping, don’t you think ?  





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