“ To Peregrinate ” ~ and thus engage ~

From an early age

You learn to move,

And thus engage

Though behooves,

A youthful apathy

Of apposite adage,

Save such be stage

Of likely oblivion,

Finds cause negate

Unripe constraints,

Who’s yet to image

Life’s peregrinate,

To eventual restraint!

         © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

“ A Thought ” ~ I beg hold ~

On my mind

Be a thought

I beg hold,

Plead ought

Despite told,

Stated recall

Running cold,

As age’s gift

Aims uphold,

Its fated way

To so define,

A wary play

For its time,

Be a thought

In grey mind,

Slipping away

Denied bind,

Despite sway

Means to find,

Its abject guide,

That it may stay

As thought of worth ,

To indulge fading days!

                        © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

“ Of A Horse ” ~ in the rain ~

I ponder the lot

Of a horse,

Who has caught

Endless days

In the rain,

How he must feel

To suffer its bane,

As he ingests grass

In meadows too wet,

That verges morass

Nature chose beset,

On pasture he links

To life giving fests,

While hunger persists

Thus imaged bethinks

In this life he submits,

Fails to be in the pink!

                                                        ode to friends Michèle & Thomas

                                                                  the ultimate horse lovers

© Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

“ Ordinary People ” ~ keep planet alive ~

If we’re to survive

Thus on this earth,

In a world less alive

Has need of rebirth,

Be ordinary people

With zeal of worth,

That renders viable

A means to unearth,

Find rescue remains

Save suffer the worst,

Holds be not in vain

Or deride mans thirst,

To keep planet alive…

 

So forego do-gooders

Along with currency,

For self aggrandizers

A claimer’s summery,

Of deceitful attribute

To overlook a history,

Of their evil distribute

Destroying the many,

A concern uninhibited

Held by people of plenty…

 

Alas look for people

Of coordinate kind,

Be ordinary people

With a planet in mind!

 

“ A Feeling ” ~ of neglect ~

Abysmal feelings

Hold affair done,

Lacking measure

Bare rate begun,

That be a feeling

Seized of neglect,

Alas demeaning

Brings one regret,

The while lingers

In vain retrospect,

Hence a prisoner  

Who can but wilt,

Without ye detect

The emotional tilt,

Of allegoric affect

Forced so to endure,

With a feeling of guilt!

                                                       © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

“ Awake ” ~ should fate so will ~

As I awake

To day anew,

A gift to take

Life to renew,

Fugacious stay

Be of fates will,

As each new day

For time to fill,

In meagre way

If but to have

Chosen align,

Even if halved

By failing gods

Who fall behind,

With dated skills

In garbled minds,

Too aged to fulfil

Their role per se,

Fearing their state

Renders man still,

The while awake

Should fate so will!