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
Alas poor fox
Tho fast enough
Risks be caught,
But due to hunger
Has need wander,
Yet ever deeper
Finds but danger,
Where soon fox
Suffers a trap,
Then sent in a box
To parade as a hat,
Or a fox coat done so,
Just to tease la Bardot!
ode to Brigitte Bardot…
I am a supporter of all ‘animal life protection’ wild and tamed,
as well as the privileged owner of two Maine Coon cats!
I am also presently under treatment for my black humour illness…
Poetry on a Canapé 