Month: October 2022

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The Meal  

– to follow –

Francisco de Goya, Saturno devorando

The Meal 
        - to follow -

If you’re to choose
The meal to follow,
You shall ne'er lose
Or find too shallow,  
Nor the while be late 
As to claim didn't know,
That meal you're to find
Wouldst taste but sorrow,
As world ogres want dine,
On repas that means you
Save one should awaken
To manage draw said line,
Which renders man shaken
Hence forever a lasting time,
Held so to ne’er again be taken
By the likes of the troll creatures,
Who'd hold claim to being human!

               
                             ode to Russia’s ogre,
                                  presently, Vladimir Putin…

                ©️ Jean-Jacques Fournier

First written in Ciboure, France  
October 11, 2022
Edited in Sweetsburg, Canada
November 6, 2022



 
by

The Cane

       – held in hand –

The Cane

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– held in hand –

Thus, as I walk
With the cane,
Held in hand
As to saunter,
While I amble
A strewn land,
Hence yet able 
From err I stand,
For the moment 
Recourse idle,
A while resting
Tho rather sidle, 
My weary bones
Next to Puccini,
Lean on a cane
Thus, for a while,
Giacomo is again
Where I now stand!

                ©️ Jean-Jacques Fournier 


Imagery - MD Photo & Wikimedia un Commons
Music – excerpt of Instrumental Opera Music by G. Puccini
Audio – Jean-Jacques Fournier
written in Ciboure, Fr.
October 9, 2022,
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A Face

– behind round glasses –

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A Face

– behind round glasses –

Of fixed eyes intense 
Look thru round glasses,
With newcomer’s sense
Who insists on looking,
Even from afar distance 
All the while frowning, 
With ongoing insistence 
As to seek determination,
For wanting of persistent 
Might bring her a destiny,
Thus, beyond infatuation 
Of face seemingly captured,
Aversely behind round glasses!

                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier 

written in Ciboure, Fr.
October 8, 2022
               
Imagery - JJF Photo & Wikimedia Commons
Music - excerpt of Tchaikovsky - 1812 Overture 
Audio – Jean-Jacques Fournier
by

A Palm Tree

– at my window –

A Palm Tree

– at my window –

I struggle to hear
Hence so understand,
Signs of leafy arms
That waver in speech,
To find want explain
Its lifegiving reach,
Which patiently frames
It’s reliance amiss,
On neglected  terrain
Of existence we miss,
Thus, without care
Beyond reminisce,
What palm tree means share!

                              © Jean-Jacques Fournier

              written in Ciboure, Fr. 
              October 6, 2022