Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

THE WAY TO GO ( 2018 ) 2018/08/04

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There is confusion in the air

About the who, the what, the where

And so it is that we are lost

The price we’ve paid, too high a cost.

Let’s settle down, we’ll take a rest

We’ll pick and choose among the best

Give God a hand, it is His show

He has the keys, the way to go !

 

AN ETERNITY ( 2017 ) 2017/02/12

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 8:18 am
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Oh for the road not traveled along

And the memory of an old song

With a tune that cuts right to the core

And melodies of forgotten score,

Like a fragile view of times long past

With all of those things that could not last

On this lonely road exclusively

That leads one to an eternity !

 

 

 

A LONELY PATH ( 2016 ) 2016/01/03

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 12:03 am
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I have walked along a lonely path that leads I know not where

And found myself adrift upon a deserted thoroughfare

I have wandered in the empty fields abandoned by the flock

And trudged the way where bales of hay were stored for the winter’s stock

Now here I am alone at last close to my true destiny

And all I’ve learned and thought about is a mystery to me !

 

GOD’S HARMONY ( 2013 ) 2013/12/11

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The frost that clouds my window pane

Left over from the icy rain

Fogs the view from my balcony

Posing this deep dark mystery

That begs an answer loud and clear

I can’t remember why I’m here.

Remind me Lord what I must do

To keep in harmony with You.

Be fair and just and kind and wise

Remember truth discard the lies

Help the poor and defend the weak

And thank the Lord each time I speak.

 

THE PATHWAY ( 2013 ) 2013/11/26

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 10:55 am
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This heart of mine has run its race

But finds there is a lot more space

To gather in those left outside

Who’ve lost their way, their hope, their pride.

They need some help to reinvent

The manner days and lives are spent

While we who’ve tred this path before

Have learned to knock upon the door

That opens wide to Gods true way

To teach, to help, to thank, to pray !

 

 
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