“ In Whom We Trust ” – a pledge unyielding –

We’ll spend much of our life

Believing we’ve support,

Even who be cause of strife

And others who purport,

Want offer pledge unyielding

Yet fail recognize distort,

Despite discernable unfeeling

Considers ‘tis of import,

With a pledge ne’er fulfillable

Bidden by beguiling sort,

For if be trust ill affordable

Best one accepts negate,

That faux devotees find hide

In a dark they generate,

Till they detect credulous side

Of dim trust to postulate,

Would ne’er need don disguise

As sad side of man’s make,

Be ample cover for shady side…

 

Alas what trust you had,

Bore soon be brushed aside

Save be for those at ease,

With deceitful vow devised

May for a time succeed,

As a perceived guile denies

The false of it bares rust,

For held karma take a stand

On sham assured commit,

Yet ‘tis far from wonderland

Pledge adamant be must,

Tho man ne’er understands

Yet deigns find a love lost,

In a pledge but second hand

While one must learn to trust!

 

                                                 © Jean-Jacques Fournier

 

 

 

“ Reflections ” ~ in a changing eye ~

 

I still see clearly

The laughter

In her eyes,

Oft times

Meant but to hide

The anguish

Felt inside,

Or hold back

A mother’s tears

When in its stead

A warm embrace

Would take the place…

 

The while unknown

Her sheep said black,

Set to make tracks

Upon a world untried,

He’d soon discern

Life’s perilous facts,

Bids not an easy ride…

 

When he awakens

To look back

On years ago,

The lines of colour

Have so blurred,

He barely sees

The faded image,

For what he’d lived,

Be but reflections

Left in a changing eye,

Time now finds to obscure!

 

“ A Corner ” – of my heart –

 

There’s a corner

Of my heart,

Be a place to store

Memories want kept,

The kind to not regret,

A place I tend to go

To face the real

Places one suffers

At times surreal,  

We may be inclined,

To the like forget…

                                                                                                   

Reflections now

Be memories scattered,

Relinquish few regrets

Necessitate reprieve,

None that could yet

From that corner             

Of my heart                                                                                    

Hold I’d take leave,

To put my soul at rest!

“ Imaging ” ~ ones images ~

I see reflections

Mirrors façade

Of who I be,

Causes me wonder

The while envisage

Held state  interior,

Imaging images

Shapes as I see,

Risks find exterior

Created inferior

To image ought be,

Thought fair or bold

Albeit meld justly,

Might not be image

Of persona be whole!

“ The Moment ” ~ a trip called life ~

 

I moved about

Meandering

Thru the moment,

As though forever

It would last,

The while brooding

Time may not permit

I should discover,

My full measure

Of the moment,

That of a trip called life,

Destined from birth

Yet too soon acquitted,

Thus so appositely

The moment now be grave!