Searching ever so
For an alter ego,
As one not long ago
Feigned to have been
Was found to be a foe,
A possible doppelgänger
Whose ruse made find
The now and then
Had shades of idle time,
Did cagily fix to lend
A way to render bind,
If but to hide pretend
The making of a friend!
Poetry on a canapé 
Very clever. You are a masterful wordsmith. 🙂
Thank you for both parts of your comment, my dear friend! Says I ever so smugly failing purposely to hide, and nakedly open the dishonest use of that preciously defining word…friend. We have all met too many of those so called friends, n’est-ce pas? Jean-Jacques Fournier
Friendship is one of the most interesting subjects in human behaviour. We want friends, but many times have trouble identifying the attributes of a “good” friend. 🙂
You got it, and I suppose because I’ve been around so long, with such varied believed friendship experiences, I have written much on the matter, yet in spite of all I’ve written, I’ve never forgotten something I read years ago… “if you lose a friend, it’s because he never was a friend”.
Friendship, an important subject for me, one that won me my first accolade for a published poem, called “Friend”~ a singular entitlement~ ,which has appeared in every book I’ve published since, a kind of trade mark, so to speak.
Thanks again dear Rebecca for your continued interest, yours and naturally Paulette’s, my two staunch supporters! Jean-Jacques
Wonderful dialogue, as always with you two.
And you to say the least, without a doubt! Jean-Jacques