The While

ye be around –

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The While

– ye be around –

Yet of no say
Best to seek, 
A kindly day
Evades bleak, 
For the while
Life has ye be,
In need of smile
To maybe see,
If not to hear
Hint of sound,
Suggests know
Won’t confound,
With not to show
Nor will respond,
Save to oneself,
As for the while
Be good or bad,
Without beguile
That ye’ve found,
Will go the mile
Or way around,
In the time it takes
While above ground,
For a life’s short state,
Man termed, the while!


                     © Jean-Jacques Fournier	


written in Sweetsburg,
PQ, Canada				       		                                                   
January 18, 2023

Imagery - Wikimedia Commons 
Music – Africa Moon, by John Bartmann
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier	

The Face

– of fates longevity –

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The Face

– of fates longevity –

The Face
An ancient face
Sooner or later,
Made to look on
Hopeful for better,
To yet be around
Still a minds voice,
That opposites found
Best be natures choice,
Tho life gift a mite short
One hopes the cause moults,
But pleads will to make strong
Naught ye’d want source revolt,
Whilst held liable gods sleep along
Till shape be the face, of fates longevity!

                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier 
			                                            written in Sweetsburg
                                                                      November 26, 2022
					                          edited December 5, 2022

Imagery - Wikimedia Commons
Music - Excerpt of Fantasia for Soprano Saxophone 
               Heitor Villa-Lobos                 
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier

A Face

– from an inhuman place –

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A Face

– from an inhuman place –

Thru shady light,
Fixed traces be  
In still of night, 
A face I am to see         
Set in a staid life,
Yours, to be returned 
From an inhuman place…

In time dawn’s shadows,
Might dim the cruelty
That carved its path,
To manner evidently 
A paranormal flesh 
That, reads as brail,
In a face lined like mesh
Imprint of like chain mail....

Imaged on grievous faces,
Begs end held memory
In recalls of life fleeting,
Phantoms of past journeys
Emerge in these raw faces, 
Thus, from an inhuman place! 

                       Ode to man’s rush for the future,
                                   with a recall for our fading memories...

                                               © Jean-Jacques Fournier



                                      Image - Wikimedia Commons                         
                                      Music - Almost Blue by Chet Baker
                                      Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier     
                                                                        
                                                           ov written in Montréal 
                                                                 January 2, 2002
                                                           rewrote in Sweetsburg
   				                              December 1, 2022     

































	













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A Little More Time

              – if but to mark mine –

Salvador Dali

A Little More Time

 – if but to mark mine –





A little more time
To recall a mood
I’d left behind,
When early in life 
If but mark mine,
To allow for strife …

A little more time
To live with candour, 
Discover my other,
Whom I’d forsaken
In visions of grandeur…

A little more time
To shake free of talk
That life offers blindly, 
Overriding the clock…
 
A little more time 
To share a measure
Of neglected kindness, 
And taste the pleasure	
Of compassionateness…

A little more time
To recapture the scent 
Of evocative memories, 
With all of their follies
Life chose to be meant
If need be to mark mine! 
                                                        	   written in Sweetsburg
                                        		        © Jean-Jacques Fournier
                                                  		         May 18, 2005
				                              Re-versioned Nov. 21, 2022

A Bridge

– by the way home –

Le Pont du Diable… The Devil’s Bridge… Fr.

A Bridge

– by the way home –

I’ve long roamed
Where gods play,
Enchanting Rome 
To Tuscany’s day,
By the way home...

I hold the memory
Of insistent places,
Has ye transformed
Afore its life passes, 
Find a bridge known,
As by the way home!

                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier 
			                            written in Sweetsburg
				                    October 31, 2021
				             edit November 20, 2022


Imagery - Photo by Marianne Dessis 

A Man

– called Marc –

Wanderer Above the Sea by David Friedrich

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A Man

– called Marc –

He’d not stay long,
In life’s short run
Be too soon gone,
As if one shunned
To an early dawn,
From a place won 
In a shortish song,
He as a brother be
Far too young gone, 
Gods fixed not see,
As life span of a pawn
Alas was short-lived run 
Thus, alike an early dawn!
                   Might you have parted
                               without telling your friend,
                                      dear Marc, until it was too late…? 
                               © Jean-Jacques Fournier
  Ode, two scores late, for the passing
        of Marc Tetreault, the rarest of dear friends.

          written in Sweetsburg
		April 17, 2022
Imagery - Wanderer Above the Sea by David Friedrich
Music - No Problem by Chet Baker Quartet
Audio - recital by Jean-Jacques Fournier

PS: If there should be an afterlife or such a thing as a next life,
                Marc is the one true friend I would seek to befriend again.


                                

                       

                                

The Face

     – in inure place –

by Boris Grigoriev

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The Face

– in inure place –

I see the face,
Now as in life
In inured place,
Eased of strife 
To rid of waste,
As dubious rife
In rawest sense,
Like stiletto knife
Inflicts offence,
To callous tense…


As face reflects
A raced journey,
Creates an image 
To fixate markedly, 
Begs want end travel 
Of memories passing,
Finds scold bold arrival 
Of phantoms trespassing, 
As tho one’s fate be trivial
In the face of an inured place,
The gods rendered us negligible! 

                                                                      © Jean-Jacques Fournier

Imagery – Wikimedia Commons

Music – Wikimedia Commons, Rainy Jazz & Rain Sounds

Audio – Jean-Jacques Fournier, April 3, 2022

                                                                          ov written in Montréal
                                                                              February 8, 2002
						                            

Desperate Man

             – of traces unclear

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Desperate Man

             – of traces unclear

Desperate man
Arrives in fear,
Looking at life
Traces unclear,
To face despite
He cannot hear,
Thus, he writes
Hoping it bears,
Some hint of sight
Marks he’d be there!
			ode to coherence of clarity…

                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier
Imagery – Wikimedia Commons 
Music - Nardis by Chet Baker 
Audio -Jean-Jacques Fournier


                                written in Sweetsburg
			             March 28, 2022

			

Merited Spell

         – man can nay tell –

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Merited Spell
         - man can nay tell -

Man can nay tell
If life disregards,
Said merited spell
Save benign bard
Bids serene dwell
Despite ye regard,
That risk may well
Be placidly marred,
By set endured hell
Of invasive sounds,
Affirm be the knell
If ye maker ignores,
Beyond human intel
Ye having long past,
Find point of return
Will fix obtain cast,
Should merited spell 
Ne’er be meant to last,
Tho a man can nay tell!


                                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier 

Imagery - Wikimedia Commons
Music – excerpt by Chet Baker, of Alone Together
Audio – Jean-Jacques Fournier

				               written in Sweetsburg
					        March 27, 2022	

A Wandering Man

            – seeks a longer while –

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A Wandering Man            

 – seeks a longer while –                                                           

He wanders about
For trenchant life,
But without doubt
Save eonian strife,
Fixes a sure bout 
As afore afterlife,
Be willing to wait
A progeny clever,
Till ye find place
Visualizes forever,
That allows placate
For no reason ever,
This wandering man
Seeks a longer while,
Thus, so to find whole
With but copious guile
Might delay growing old!
				ode to forever young of spirit…

                             © Jean-Jacques Fournier 
			   
Imagery - Wikimedia Commons
Music - Excerpt of Wandering by Steve Combs
Audio recital – by Jean-Jacques Fournier
written in Sweetsburg
March 20, 2022