“ Apostrophizing ” ~ to form a connection ~

We’re held believe,

Life offers beings

A state perceived,

As an apostrophe

Of human needs,

Held best allayed

By transient bond,

Save best ignored

Till they abscond,

Supernumeraries

Of guile abound,

With ignobility

Of such ineptness,

As to apostrophizing

To form a connection,

Holds short imagining

Word worth excogitation!

                                                                         © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

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“ A Form ” ~ not the norm ~

I see a form

Rise,

Lifting upward

In disguise,

Tho not the norm

Can but surmise,

This giant butterfly

Just barely born

To suffer such a size,

Said dinosaurian wings

Be excesses I do see,

In a world now on the brim

Man’s antics caused it be!

“ The Sum Of Me ” ~ plus flesh and bone ~

 

It be but flesh

And bone

This body

I have owned,

Since abandoning

The womb,

But until now

The sum of me

Was but life form,

In a world not flown…

 

As time gave shape

To fasten so within

Contours of my fate,

Wisdom took its place

Apposite to its state,

To have mind thrive

Should I by then survive

And so to cast about,

Tho if to grow alone

Would then want rest,

With not a heart of stone

Within my aging bones,

Alas with but the sum of me!