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“ Vertical Imbroglio ” – a shadow state –

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“ Vertical Imbroglio ”                                 

– a shadow state –

I reach ahead

Haltingly so,

As I prepare

To step alas, 

Beyond length

It takes to pass,

A prior stride

Repairs behind,

In effort guide

A next in kind,

Repeats to bide,

Thus so I sense

May tend to slide,

As if said motion

Would so impair,

To suffer notions

Of a lost equilibrium… 











While tho awake,  





I envisage myself   





Inhabiting a place,                                 





Of vertical imbroglio  





As a shadow state,  





Steps be but echoes  





 In an outer mind   





Suggesting guise,  





We’re to accept  





Its bogus disguise,  





Tho manipulated   





By what’s left alive,  





 And still humanlike  





Despite emotive pries… 




















Hence be sagacious                                                                          





Attempt at realism,





Imbroglio’s shadow





State imaging façade,





Said of bemused reality,                                                                                





The while life’s demise   





Be destined irrevocably,                                                                                       





Tho holds mans laudable prize!










                © Jean-Jacques Fournier 
                         1st written in Grasse, France  2005
  
Paintings - by René Magritte ... 
 Audio’s music - exerpt of  Oblivion by Astor Piazzolla ... 








			

			
						

	
	



			
				



	
	


		
					

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“ Reaching ”   ~ beyond ~

	


		

		
In my attempt


To reach beyond,


A stride the length


Of friendships bond,


Want but to take


Unwavering step,


To thus find place


Allegiance kept,


Composed of men


Who lost and wept,


Yet create space


They mean abide,


Blind now and then


To critical misguide,


For steps that echo


A language of regard!



		
	

			

	
	



			
				



	
	


		
					

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“ The Big Ride ”   ~ probing, eventuate by design ~

	


		

		
 


So many journeys


Taken in stride, 


Till one then trips 


To board that ride, 


The biggest of all




We’re held to abide,


No taciturn choice


Needs one decide,


As set in advance


Be so the big ride…


 


Alas that big ride 


Has a one-way tide, 


No toll be owed


For use of this road,


No special dress 


Or particular mode


Soul needs address, 


For it to fulfil


What destiny fells,


As indicative knell                                                                            


Suggests the arrival,                                                                   


To nirvana or hell


Thus end of the line,


One can but now tell 


Be the big ride’s design!