There is a love
In my life,
That is the love
Of my life,
And far above
My recites,
Or gods of love
Who bid light,
A state defines
Exquisite sight,
Fate so assigns
For my delight,
Until life runs
Me out of time!
for and about Marianne,
love of my life,
in its 17th year
of thaumaturgy delight…!
© Jean-Jacques Fournier
P.S. this poem will appear in my new published book #16, soon to be released, entitled;
Love – by any definition – A Collection Of Love Poems … in a Poetry on a Canapé book…
You want find
To live without
Contrariety,
To harmonize
Peace of mind,
Conversely
To fashion wise
Congruity,
Thus so align
With acuity,
Each day defines
Depict life whole ,
The while binds
Provide sanity,
Till fades alas,
This precious time,
Seeks find embrace
That peace of mind!
What’s left behind
We may forget,
Tho some of which
With much regret,
Albeit dismissed
As mere neglect,
Persists remain
As part of us,
One suffers fret
Fate instils thus,
Till life defines
Best one be bold,
Ere to achieve
A state of mind,
To render whole
Wouldst fix to find,
Inspiring soul
Desires opine,
Worth rescue
What we left behind!
An ode to wishful thinking!
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!
It seems to start,
With hint of impulse
Inside the heart,
Where links ones soul
To body’s rhythm,
When legs cajole steps
To tug at your mind,
Harmonizing in time
How bodies move
With music’s define,
And dancer groove
In and out to infuse,
Ones body and mind!
Poetry on a canapé 