Dreamscape – of a risky nature –

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Dreamscape

         – of a risky nature –

Lapsed in dreamscape

Of rhythmic tossing,

By love’s enfoldment

Be aberrantly bound,

Beneath a quilt of pink

When aroused to a sound,

Of an angry voice on the brink   

She reaches for her lacy things

As her fiancé hollers, you harlot

And repeatedly hammers in fury,

While lover holds a rumbling door shut!

                 based on and old familiar story,
                               for a friend of errant ways...

                    © Jean-Jacques Fournier
		      Written in Sweetsburg

Short poem excerpt, of ov. Sounds - in an aberrant state - 
written in Grasse, Fr. 2006,... 
Imagery - private & public ...
Music - excerpt of Jazz Mood - BMG Channel ...
Audio – Jean-Jacques Fournier

“ Fixing Now ” ~ to look at what I see ~

 

I’ve looked back

At my surrounds,

And growing years

Hence to feel bound,

Need look again

As seems back then,

I’ve thin account

Of beauty all about

As though allure

Had been left out,

Thru failed record

On matters worth

Meant to absorb,

Yet angst insists

Ne’er be too late,

Want fixing now

To look at what I see…

 

Who could have known best

What beauty life held see,

Without we knew thus to invest,

That made us look at what we see!

                                                                               ode to the in-depth beauty

                                                                                                of natures creativity!

 

“ Uncertainty ” ~ a constant presence ~

Memory so defines
To image words,
Would illuminate
A state of mind,
Ought not disguise
The world we live,
To cease give weigh
Upon such thought,
As be life certainties
From our creation
Till we’re no more,
Thus to provoke
Such self deceptions,
One should fail heed
What man must live,
As constant presence
Bound by uncertainty!

“ Courage ” ~ to take a chance ~

 

You imagine

With but a glance,

Find courage

To take a chance,

Thus grab hold

Of wont so bold,

That by and by

Propensity

Will defy,

Hereafter bound

To occupy,

A life once lived

On dead man’s ground!

 

 

“ Changing ” ~ to reach beyond ~

 

I’ve ample recall

Changing

To big from small,

Events the details

Of a measure

Notched on the wall,

That tells of progress

Growing bound,

What held be tall

Yet now looks down,

To see a childish goal…

 

Alas best have thought

To give the mind a shot

At growing smartly tall,

And place the measure

Well above the notch

Thus so grow to know,

There be more need

For brain to reach beyond

The marks upon a wall!