A Face

           – in morrow’s space –

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A Face

• – in morrow’s space –

Tho near impossible to climb
Finding the image of her face,
That meant will form in time
A face, be from an awry place,
Has thus but aging to define
To hold in morrow’s space,
For a visage fixed sublime
Be set as tho a part effaced,
In a façade in need to find
Be of memory ye do prize, 
With its recall of total bind
Thus, so more than surmised, 
From a failed god’s ambuscade
Who’d long forgotten to be wise,
Till such shenanigans he displayed,
To a face in morrows’ space implied
Yet not his play, tho but of nature’s say!

                    Imaging mans’ unconsciousness toward reality...

                                            © Jean-Jacques Fournier

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                                                            Written in Sweetsburg
                                                              November 17, 2022

“ Mind ” ~ inside out ~

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!

 

“ Searching ” ~ for an alter ego ~

 

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!

 

 

“ Your Love ” ~ and mine ~

One day

When I’m no longer

There,

Music you still hear

Will be the sound

Life gives  pleasure,

From joyful tears

In garnered measure,

Of such memories

That wants linger,

As for the while

You’ll mean recall

Those many times,

We gourmet dined

On moments treasured,

Held of words did bind

Your love and mine!

“ Endless Days ” ~ once upon a time ~

Er so mindful

By and by,

Of far off morrows

Stealing closer,

Do cast one’s mind

In a nebular bind,

These endless days

Of once upon a time,

One can but mourn

They’re being left behind!

“ Precognition ” ~ of intuitive reality ~

 

An eerie matter

I’ll confess,

To know a person

You’ve not met,

From precognition

Foretelling set

To so conjure

A vision semblance,

You’ve felt be part

Of a destined state…

 

Hence portend wait

‘Twould bind

A conjured image

To my mind,

Thus transposed fate

To precognition

Of intuitive reality,

A preordained design!