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 Palm Tree

– at my window –

A Palm Tree

– at my window –

I struggle to hear
Hence so understand,
Signs of leafy arms
That waver in speech,
To find want explain
Its lifegiving reach,
Which patiently frames
It’s reliance amiss,
On neglected  terrain
Of existence we miss,
Thus, without care
Beyond reminisce,
What palm tree means share!

                              © Jean-Jacques Fournier

              written in Ciboure, Fr. 
              October 6, 2022

Of God Creating Man – be but myth, or a fact –

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“ Of God Creating Man

                      – be but myth, or a fact –

Held ‘twas day seven

Be man’s world born,

From laudable quest

Thus task was borne,

Yet transcends guess

Of god creating man,

Be but myth or a fact

Or tool in mans chest,

Versus god manmade

Now needed to wrest,

For his seamless rule

Said fulfil man’s goal,

As tergiversator tool

God of manner bold,

Crafted so as to fool

Diktat of world whole

The creation to claim,

That so fixed by man

Wouldst forever reign…

 

Now mans fated state,

Be as credulous mortal

Bent so will hold stake,

In his virtual existence

Derived from a dictate,

Saved for chosen few

Who’ll share the spoils

Gleaned by adept issue,

From godly like control

Thus as ever since when,

Probes birth of fairytale told

Had alleged a god created men!                

                                                      © Jean-Jacques Fournier

          A reflection on man made religions, and held myth of a god creating man…

Images & art- personal collection

Music – exerpt from, Bach – Cello Suite No.1- Sarabande, by Mischa Maisky    

“ A Last Goodbye ” ~ gives reason pause ~

 

One wants believe

All we’ve achieved,

Would but forever

Live and breathe,

That fate abide

We share the lot

With those in need,

Thus to subscribe

In mindful cause

Be worth’s provide,

Before a last goodbye!

 

“ Declaring ” ~ a sense of egress ~

He’d find declare

The need to share

A sense of egress,

Tho rather late

Surrenders regrets,

One might describe

Feeling less than alive,

Till fortuitous fate

Sent an enchantress,

Who’d untangle a state

Of life less than blessed!

“ While I Wait ” ~ a state of mind ~

 

It may well be

A state of mind,

While I wait

A place to find,

In just debate

Where we incline

To so admit,

We be the authors

Suffered create

Ego’s unfair myths…        

 

Yet hope within      

Coils to inspire,

A hazard share

Of ones chagrin,

That fosters claim

A measure fair

Of forgiven sins,

Thus dispels bane

The while I wait,

For mind to regain

What once was lived!