I look to see
Who I’ve become,
Discovering shades
Of journey’s sum,
That led the way
Neath my old skin,
Thus so to find
Who I had been,
The while seduced
By fitful thoughts
Of indulgent sin,
Causing me seek
But one true friend
Who’d think to tell,
If I chose bold
He’d help set free,
To find my way
Passed current hell!
Poetry on a canapé 
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Thank you for your intelligent encouraging comment. Always nice to hear from someone with an open mind who happens to appreciate poetry. JJF
This one I find thought provoking
Well dear Diane, I am indeed most pleased to read your comment, for if there is a purpose in poetry, it is no less than to do what you suggest this poem has done. Thus its main and most important objective, that of provoking thought achieved is to say the least a grand compliment. I thank you for saying so. Jean-Jacques Fournier