A Place

         – said earth –

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A Place

– said earth –

Tho crave
From birth
To grave,
For worth
Ye want save, 
A place
Said earth, 
Now must skirt
To suffer waste,
Tho be alert
Of mans tricks, 
Ample so to burst
A planet at risk, 
Not find accept
Failed mortals akin,
In state of gorged excess 
Hides yet a desolate grim,
Obscuring a need for address
While mans memory grows thin, 
As he begs for too long ignored access!
                       
	      © Jean-Jacques Fournier

	                        written in Sweetsburg 
                                       July 21, 2022
Imagery - Marianne Dessis 
Music – Tenderly by Chet Baker
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier

“ A Space ” – held in awe, be our planet earth –

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A Space

– held in awe,

be our planet earth –

 ‘Tis a space,
 Held in awe
 Our planet earth,
 A place we crave
 Thus so we may,
 From birth to grave
 Tho be fates play,
 One you can’t save
 Nor meant we stay,
 On its passing wave
 We’ll not want stray
 Tho holds your breath,
 With its waning taste 
 Wouldst suffer death, 
 To extend embrace... 
 Held in veiled guise,
 Tho bares one’s face
 Who finds will hide, 
 Said man’s disgrace
 And denigrating bide,
 Of our earthly prize,
 Whilst apathetically
 Man in kind deface, 
 To discombobulate
 Our memory’s state,
 Tho while held in awe
 Insentient of its worth,
 Denies many having place
 For all to be on planet earth! 
                       © Jean-Jacques Fournier 
                                          November 17, 2020
  
 Photos - public collection...
 Music - Excerpt of, If I should lose you, by Chet Baker...                     

“ Ordinary People ” ~ keep planet alive ~

If we’re to survive

Thus on this earth,

In a world less alive

Has need of rebirth,

Be ordinary people

With zeal of worth,

That renders viable

A means to unearth,

Find rescue remains

Save suffer the worst,

Holds be not in vain

Or deride mans thirst,

To keep planet alive…

 

So forego do-gooders

Along with currency

For self aggrandizers,

A claimer’s summery

Of deceitful attribute,

To overlook history

Of evil distribute,

Destroying the many

A concern uninhibited,

Held by people of plenty…

 

Alas look for people

Of coordinate kind,

Be ordinary people

With a planet in mind!