If truth be told
I will yet reach,
A vision worthy
Cosmos entreats,
Not bent chicane
Of vitiate deceit,
Yet who’s to say
Man didn’t teach,
The gods sly ways,
Thus so to breach,
How then discern
Of which I speak,
Thus be held truth
Or but failed preach,
Too credible to hold
Tho history has one doubt,
Of man’s hidden truth be told!
this poem was inspired by the poem ‘Truth’
written by Xenophanes,
Greek philosopher, theologian and poet.
I held I might
Live longer,
He whispered
To himself
When thoughts
In shades of dark
Did speak,
That he might hark
‘Twould sanction
But a peek,
At life between
The lines,
Should he so incline
He’d live beyond
What would allow
His furtive mind,
Thus fail recall
He’d found,
The idea of forever
Be limited in time,
And so too soon
On any given day,
That of living
Would find its way,
Obdurately
To the very end
Of his forever time!
ode to my friend,
Artist Claude Théberge
Poetry on a canapé 