“ The Consequence ” ~ of forgetfulness ~

You come to believe

Thru serene control,

Had then so achieved

A mind now set bold,

Held made concede

Put memory on hold,

Save too little known

Of significance told,

When recall has flown

To a mindless absent,

Tho spirit may mourn

Fickle fate will consent,   

With memory conform

To consequence bent,

Of forgetfulness shorn!

                                                                                    written in Italia, May 3, 2018

                                                                                            © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

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“ Years Moreover ” ~ before the dark ~

I’ve sought living

Years moreover,

As man’s dream

Be time wanting,

Leaves me plead

Ne’er be enough,

Though I concede

Years so far lived,

Holds clearly best

Be time life gave,

Save so ascribed

A morose grave,

As destined site

Fixed be man’s fate,

Thus beg stall plight

For score or more,

Before the dark,

Becomes eternal night!     

                            ode to friend Basile, now in eternal night…

“ A Breath ” ~ to say goodbye ~

 

Ever gently

Reaching to soothe,

The pain’s excess,

Eager her touch

Allays his agony,

To so delay

A waning breath,

That will not stay

Life’s cruel erosion,

Beyond the day,

While once more

Yet grasp he may,

Beyond fate’s reach,

‘Tis far too close

To death’s approach,

For destiny’s concede

Of one more breath,

Tho but to say goodbye!

                                                                                    ode to a young father

                                                                                    and younger mother,

                                                                                    when life was shorter…