“ A Thought ” ~ I beg hold ~

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



“ Hiding ”~ inside time ~

We chose hiding

Thus not to see,

Days accumulate

In fulgent degree,

Beg to decelerate

Its senescence art,

For to compensate

By young at heart,

Would inside time

Only suffer to hide,

From fading mind

We allege ‘tis alive,

In its state of decline!


“ Finding One’s Legs ” ~ for walking you have left ~

You’d expect legs,

Knowing they be

More than we see

Do what one begs,

From beyond when

You knew not then,

Legs meant to carry

Shortly thereafter

We had been born,

Till body falters

Without we’d known

Legs made of bone,

Rust in wearing flesh

Yet hold their own,

Destined to walk

Or stand alone,

In just such stead,

Save loosing legs

Least not till we be dead,

Thus find no reason

To lament or beg,

Save fate chose compose

You won’t last the load,

Tho you want them back

Means to find one’s legs,

Be now cane, stick or peg

For the walking you have left!

                                                            ode to the pleasures of aging,

                                                                   and the friends who’ve arrived.


“ Men In Doubt ”

Still matters not
What matter be,
Keeps us in doubt,
When we need beg
Man finds beware
Be signs of drought,
Denies survival’s fare,
Wants mankind other
Save watching brothers
Who snoop to but ensnare,
Thus pry on one another!


“ A Voice Unheard ” ~ be living dead ~


A voice unheard

Means spur oppression

To drown its pleas,

Thus unquestioned

Holds reaching out

To hence be saved

From living dead

Suffer suppression,

The while obscured

One yet but hears

Appeals that beg,

The ever lifeless


Who’ll ne’er permit

A voice free to be heard!