This Face

     – be as tho painted –

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This Face

     – be as tho painted –

This face you see
Be as tho painted, 
Told idiosyncrasy   
Disorderly related,
Still has a grandee
Fixed thus to elate,
Not au contrair be
Of a mindful trait,
But of astute being
In that erudite state
Affects as depicted,
Note ingress's place
Tho ilk’s affixed bait,
See face, as tho painted...
A face will so emerge
In life unacquainted, 
Yet ‘tis discouraged
At seen underrated, 
For fruit of one’s urge 
Begs shan’t be wasted,
As but a dreamlike hold
Life fancied be untainted,
And that you not fail extol  
This face, be as tho painted!
                                                 © Jean-Jacques Fournier

Imagery - Oskar Kokoschka
Music – Maurice Ravel – Pavane Pour une infante Défunte 
(for a dead Princess) 
Audio Recital – Jean-Jacques Fournier
                                                                           ov written in Montreal
                                                                                 January 2, 2002
					                                   rewrote in Sweetsburg
                                                                                January 25, 2022

An Image – wants be –

An Image

– wants be –

May not as ere see
That one may find,
An image wants be
Past life fixed time,
And beyond destiny
Said annals defined,
For no matter the plea
The gods remain blind,
To fate's hold ye not flee!

© Jean-Jacques Fournier

                      written in Sweetsburg
                            final October 5, 2021


            Excerpt of image by Stiller Beobachter 
                                         from Ansbach, Germany

               

                                                                   

Image,Imagining, Imaging – of destined to be –

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Image, Imagining, Imaging

                  – of destined to be –





                                               
Image
     - you see -

May not ere be 
If ne’er ye find
An image to see,
In fact ‘tis of ye 
As short set time, 
Despite of a plea
For annals define,
Be vacant you see
Of destined life be!
Imagining
     - persona said whole -

Risks find exterior 
Not imagining be, 
A creation inferior
Albeit melds just,
Held modestly bold
May not be an image
Of persona said whole!


Imaging 
         -  fixed impression -

In one’s reflection
A mirrored façade,
Of fixed impression
Has one soon wonder,
What he will envisage
Of neoteric squander,
Thru lifetime’s ravages
Of reality faced imaging!


                                 

In imagining, imaging image  
          - of destined to be -




                              © Jean-Jacques Fournier
                                        March 19, 2021

Imagery - Private & Public ... 
Music – Elegant Bossa Nova Jazz
Audio recital - by the author ...                                                         

Overload – the poem –

         

Overload

          – the poem –





We now have a world

Fixed as a solace trap,





Well hidden in disguise

Its flow of pollution sap,





Be default of awareness

For humans’ endurance,





Of distribution overload

In a lethargic sufferance,





The while its viewed extent

Be our deteriorating sanity,





By the hands of greedy bent

Of indifferent mental apathy,





Is overloading man’s capacity!





                         © Jean-Jacques Fournier

Ode to a long-time friend, Dr. Michel Gagnon …

Pictures – Private & Public collection …

Music – Excerpt of, If I should Lose You , by Chet Baker …

written in Sweetsburg

December 4, 2020





“ A Loaf of Bread ” ~ a jug of wine, and thou ~

Held loaf of bread,

A jug of wine

And thou he’d said,

Be propitious find

Tho but line I read,

Fixed state of mind

Tho barb now dead,

Lived poetry’s sage

Long ago far ahead,

Of creation engaged

Tho of ancient past,

Did inspire persuade

Every nuance he cast,

Be a tableau each page

Stated words of Khayyâm!

 

                                                         ode to a great poet and polymath

                                                                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

“ Social Values ” ~ suffering fixed line ~

Words need find

What explains best,

To wayward minds

Ethics to express,

Suffering fixed line

Of modus interest,

In archaic social values

That fails to admit

The painful confusion,

In societal empathy

Held hand me down

Slanted sympathy,

Be but nationalistic abide

Of atavistic coeval apathy,

In which exclusion survives!

“ Obsessed ” ~ a fearful bent ~

He runs to flee
The feel of death,
With a fearful bent
Fixed on his breath,
No doubt be spent
On a hapless plight,
Spinning out time
Thru day and night,
Desperate to shed
What blurs his mind,
Held be fixate
He must so mend,
Before it’s past late
For a dispossessed,
Who so condemned
Must live obsessed,
Save he should find
Plight’s end in time!

“ To Start Again ” ~ in step ~

 

To start again

Now once in step,

Right from the crib,

What we did live,                                                                  

Should risk we cart

Our puerile baggage,

Fixed to the heart

Like tattoo marks

Will trace the scars

Of naive follies,

When careless days

Meant living lies

That eased the way,

To so one day

Give of the spin

Said layers a mind

Of ventures worth

Might grow us wise,

In step this time

Without reprise,

To start again!