The Meal

– to follow –

Francisco de Goya, Saturno devorando

The Meal 
        - to follow -

If you’re to choose
The meal to follow,
You shall ne'er lose
Or find too shallow,  
Nor the while be late 
As to claim didn't know,
That meal you're to find
Wouldst taste but sorrow,
As world ogres want dine,
On repas that means you
Save one should awaken
To manage draw said line,
Which renders man shaken
Hence forever a lasting time,
Held so to ne’er again be taken
By the likes of the troll creatures,
Who'd hold claim to being human!

               
                             ode to Russia’s ogre,
                                  presently, Vladimir Putin…

                ©️ Jean-Jacques Fournier

First written in Ciboure, France  
October 11, 2022
Edited in Sweetsburg, Canada
November 6, 2022



    

“ Take My Love ” ~ and dance ~

Give me love

Just a little,

Till you know

I won’t loose it,

Take your time

While you muse,

Shall we dance…

 

Tell me when,

Be your feeling

To declare,

That you care,

In the interim

Shall we dance…

 

I’ll be there,

If you choose,

To embrace,

We can share

What you feel,

For the while

Shall we dance…

 

When propitious

For love’s season,

Be fates chance

Held be reason,

Love means stay

Beyond grey,

Take my love

For we shall dance!