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
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
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
Mind in a bind
As recall fades,
Be need to find
What in my soul,
Extends to mind
In part or whole,
Want learn turn
Mind inside out,
Then too return
And bring about,
Fixed process all
Mind outside in,
As far as I recall!
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!
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
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!
