“ A Loaf of Bread ” ~ a jug of wine, and thou ~

Held loaf of bread,

A jug of wine

And thou he’d said,

Be propitious find

Tho but line I read,

Fixed state of mind

Tho barb now dead,

Lived poetry’s sage

Long ago far ahead,

Of creation engaged

Tho of ancient past,

Did inspire persuade

Every nuance he cast,

Be a tableau each page

Stated words of Khayyâm!

 

                                                         ode to a great poet and polymath

                                                                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

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“ Losing ” ~ physical presence ~

 

In life held abstraction

Be corporeal existence,

Of evolutionary progress

In our accomplishments

Losing to physical presence,

When point volte-face

Be the visual circumstance,

Finds coalescence cast

In gradual fade advance,

Of body’s transient existence!

 

“ Winter Seeks ” ~ cast its icy spell ~

 

On appointed day

Nature will decay,

For winter seeks

To cast its icy spell,

Hence find its way

Into its revived hell,

The while will chase

Fall from its peek,                                                         

And Frost held Jack

Means claim its stake

From world now grey,

To render frigid white

A winter’s blustery wake…