Cross my heart
And hope to live,
Long enough
That I may give,
Recognition
To those known
For helpful deeds,
Who give far more
Than they have sown,
Cross my heart
And hope to share,
All I possess
The while I’m there!
Poetry on a canapé
A journey through Jean-Jacques Fournier's poetry
Poetry on a canapé 
You cross the line with this poem….croix de bois, croix de fer….very good indeed.
And an old line indeed I have crossed, as it goes back to a rather dating childhood, when it was a popular saying, especially for young girls who would confirm they were telling the truth by saying,” Cross my heart and hope to die”.
However as I am not yet ready to go as far as dyeing, I thought I’d explore it with ~ hope to live ~ and to it attach a positive spin message, we so much need in our present day world of indifference. Perhaps a voice in the wilderness , but nevertheless a voice with persuasive intent. Jean-Jacques
An incredible reflection of the great person you are!
Thanks for your kind word’s on my Poem that was featured.
I loved the compliments and the little bit of advice at the bottom haha!
Thank you so much for taking the time to not only read my Poem but for willing to give a newbie some advice, and for checking out my first ever creation! (My Ravens Eye Poem)
You always compose poems that shock me to my core with strong vivacious emotions, to say you are talented and indeed a professional is the understatement of the year.
How very kind of you to offer such high praise, though far more than my words deserve. However I accept gladly your generous and encouraging accolades, and I thank you.
As to poems that shock, your confirmation of this is reward in itself, for it is my hope to do just that, shock everyone, myself included. Thus so if but to expose what is off, and what we have a tendency to sweep under the rug. Or to ignore or forget that saying nothing is giving licence to destruction. So hone and use your young talent to cry out against injustice, as every voice counts, and makes a difference. Jean-Jacques Fournier
Good poem. I’m pretty sure we will live for as long as we are given.
Well, that’s a pretty safe assumption, so why are you only “pretty sure” and not absolutely, as long as we are given? That you found it good, is nice of you to say so. Thank you. Jean-Jacques
For one, nothing is absolute, Jacques. 😆
Good point taken, save maybe that last breath, depending on your social beliefs and influences. But that’s another story. Jean-Jacques