Claire V. Bogdanos

POEMS….THOUGHTS…..MEMORIES

HERE COMES THE MORN ( 2018 ) 2018/05/17

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I miss the peace of morning sounds

The tender tug that calm expounds

The smell of coffee in the air

It seems to be most everywhere

The gentle hum as life revives

Before the world becomes alive

The quiet lull before the dawn

That signals all, here comes the morn !

 

WE’VE BARELY TIME ( 2018 ) 2018/05/08

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 7:10 am
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Too soon the morning sounds arrive

Informing all we’re still alive

Outside a bird begins to cheep

To certify we’re not asleep.

I hear the sound of running feet

A dog is barking in the street

Mid tires traversing on the road

As trucks pass bearing heavy load.

The stress and strain commence once more

Ere we have stepped outside the door

I can’t believe today’s begun

We’ve barely time to greet the sun !

 

 

WHISPER GOODBYE ( 2018 ) 2018/01/15

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 3:36 am
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How often I have wished that I

Could spread my wings and learn to fly

O’er mountain peaks there rising high

Across the meadows whisking by

The waters stretched to touch the sky

While gravity on earth denies.

Along the ridges wide and dry

Where eaglets nest and flight imply

I hear the mighty oceans sigh

And whisper to  this world goodbye !

 

GOD BLESS HIS WORLD  !

 

BUGLE HORN ( 2017 ) 2017/09/11

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 8:15 am
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There is a sound I love to hear

A bugle call upon my ear

Its brassy tone does thrill my heart

And chills my spine right from the start

My hair all seems to stand on end

As tones and notes begin to blend.

What started as a hunting horn

Before the age of bronze was born

Evolved into what we now know

The bugle calls to troops they blow !

 

IT SKULKS AWAY ( 2017 ) 2017/08/08

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 3:27 am
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I hear a foghorn in the mist

Its throaty call, sandpaper kissed

Swaying branches shiver and shake

You’d think the sky was gonna’ break.

I love the sound of stormy skies

When lightning strikes and crackle flies

The weather comes, it goes astray

It spins about then skulks away !

 

COUNT THE COST ( 2017 ) 2017/08/04

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 8:45 am
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I hear a sound, I think it’s rain

It pings against my window pane

Each droplet falling one by one

Like staccato echoes everyone

The drip, drip, dripping that I hear

Sounds like a trumpet on my ear

Crescendo rising to its peak

With no one there who dares to speak

The silence of the night is lost

There’s no one left to count the cost !

 

NIGHT TIME’S DONE ( 2017 ) 2017/05/27

Filed under: POEMS.....THOUGHTS.....MEMORIES — bogdanosclaire @ 10:00 am
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I hear the echoes from the street

Of hasty and retreating feet

Some voices carry on the breeze

And filter through the veil of trees.

Those sounds that do survive the night

Will disappear in  morning’s light

The world awakes both old and young

When daybreak comes, the night time’s done !

 

 

 

 

 

 
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