“ A Day In A Life ” – to live as tho twice –

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“ A Day In A Life ”

         – to live as tho twice –

If I could but live

A day in a life,

Where such be a day

I could feel free,

To hense so display

Whole thus I be,

As today I’ve not wept

‘Tis a day of all days

For euphoria I’ve kept,

Fixed this day be a guide

Hence that I now can see,

For my life until I died…

 

Such a day in a life

Would be sway,

For the way to a day

One finds glory be,

And you learn to let go

To feel what you see,

With the birth of it all

Like a bursting of buds,

On a flowering tree

As spring yawns away,

And dawn’s early hours

Heading towards May,

To a first summer’s day…

 

Yet all of the while

You’ve but time

The gods lend,

Hence a day in a life

From beginning to end

You must live as tho twice,

For that may be all

You were given of life!

                                                  © Jean-Jacques Fournier

                                                                        written in Vence, Fr.

                        Music – Orfeu Negro, from Brazil…

 

“ If Only ” – I’d known when –

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If only

       – I’d known when –

If only

I’d known when,

To tell you

What I should,

Words that spoke

Of feelings then

Were misunderstood,

We might’ve found

To comprehend,

There came a point

That our affair,

Bore signs of thinning

Despite alluded tend,

Rather than beginning

Had started at the end!

 

                        written in Montréal

                                 © Jean-Jacques Fournier

” The Crow ” – in the dead of night –

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” The Crow “

– in the dead of night –

I am the crow

In a grave

Dark world,

A soul in plight

Black as the night,

Forced to live                                                

This endless flight,        

Looking for a path

To the freedom I seek,

As anxiety nears

This aging cryptique,                                                   

Who’ll suffer hell

Or fly with the devil

For a ray of light,                                

That shows a way clear

For I the crow,

To end one’s journeys

In the dead of night!

                                                                    o.v.written in Grasse, Fr.

                                                                  © Jean-Jacques Fournier

                                                                          March 21, 2005  

 

“ The Darkness ” ~ of a last day’s end ~

 

I’m loth to admit

Taking the bate,

With cavalier pith

A covenant toll,

Grasping too late

Bargained my soul,

To impossible state

Of a life said forever…

 

For signs of fade

Sees evince of worn,

And moreover frayed

Held so the norm,

As our ultimate fate

Wants we cease exist…

 

Hence to inhabit

Said allusive place,

Decreed by the way

Of an eternal face,

Assigns man bend

Thus to the darkness,

Of a last day’s end!