“ While I’m Alive ” ~ in that embrace ~

Before I reach

That lonely place,

Let me reside

While I’m alive,

Close by her side

In that embrace

Of each day’s best,

Which lets me hear

That joyous fest

Of her voice near,

Alluding to be clear

Love will survive,

Until I am no longer!

“ Ill Placed Word ” ~ a lonely guise ~

What purpose

Holds justify,                                                 

To impair

Or destroy,

To slander

Or denigrate,

And cravenly cover

Feign apathy,

As a lowly guise

Believe be disguise,

For their ill placed words!


“ Nobody Hears ” – a silent fear –

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“ Nobody Hears ”

            – a silent fear –

Nobody’s here

Or now remain,

Who can recall

A time you’d hear

That lonely call,

Of a wailing train…

Nobody hears

Of fallen men,

In silent fear

Chose to board,

A moving train

Taunt be scored,

By razzing peers…


Nobody recalls

The men aboard,

Living in tatters

Said their afford,

From 30’s disaster

To ride the rails,

Desperate to find

That new deal bail…


Nobody tended

To marginal man,

And few could hear                

His hopeless stand,

As he rode the rails

In a half baked plan,

Save chance survive          

By toil of some kind,

But to thus stay alive

In the terrible thirties!    

   ode to Uncle Joseph Bernier

                                                       of Valleyfield and Huntington PQ

                                                        imperiled by 1930’s depression


                  © Jean-Jacques Fournier