“ Grieving ” ~ time neglected ~

I grieve for time

Passing unseen,

Tho anxiously

I try redeem,

An absurd task

Held be a dream,

Behind the mask

That only seems,

To assuage its fear

Now less than keen, 

When down the line

Reality holds clear,

That life I left behind

Actualizes many years,

Yet neglected tell my mind

There be life beyond the tears,

For obtusely squandered designs

That has me grieving, now ill timed!

 

                                                            © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

 

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“ The Mask ” ~ a place to hide ~

You now find
A need hide,
Where time
Sets disguise,
Be the mask
Fits façade,
Meant to hold
Live inside,
There to be bold
Reinventing
A fatiguing soul,
Best obscured
In the interim,
One ways discern
Thence half alive,
To suffer return
Eluding hell’s burn
In this interval bide,
Held be place to hide!

“ A Mask ” ~ for my mind ~

 

Be no place

Worldwide

One can hide,

When locked

In the eye,

Of a brother

Said big,

Cyber spy

To follow

We fellows,

Begs time

Knit façade,

Held a Mask

For my mind…

 

Fit disguise

Will so bide,

Gist of me

To stay free,

Camouflaged,

Need not flee

As privacy be,

Mine decides

I stand free!