Overload – the poem –

         

Overload

          – the poem –





We now have a world

Fixed as a solace trap,





Well hidden in disguise

Its flow of pollution sap,





Be default of awareness

For humans’ endurance,





Of distribution overload

In a lethargic sufferance,





The while its viewed extent

Be our deteriorating sanity,





By the hands of greedy bent

Of indifferent mental apathy,





Is overloading man’s capacity!





                         © Jean-Jacques Fournier

Ode to a long-time friend, Dr. Michel Gagnon …

Pictures – Private & Public collection …

Music – Excerpt of, If I should Lose You , by Chet Baker …

written in Sweetsburg

December 4, 2020





“ Dream Merchants ” – be ne’er what they seem –

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“ Dream Merchants ”

            – be ne’er what they seem –

The merchants of dream

Be ne’er what they seem,

Hence I caution beware

If you chance let them in,

Apathetic be a risky dare

For they’ll exploit within,

As dream merchants play

Thus to get neath the skin,

That will trap you to stay…

 

Of their dreams be alert

Tho you might judge fair,

They’ll distort and divert

As you indulge their spin,

What’s at stake be aware

You may find but chagrin,

As the pawn for their fare…

 

Ye soon find be soul bare

The while merchants grin,

From their deviant affair

Best not chance ye begin,

With dreams fated unfair,

Held by narcissistic strings…

 

Dream merchants shroud

That which flogs palaver,

Fake fine weather clouds

And what gullibles bear,

Their dreams of effusion

Suggest wouldst be real,

Tho but empty illusions

With an unfulfilled zeal,

When too late ye discover

Soul they managed to steal,

Cause of true dreams, to disappear!

 

                                                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier

                                   Ode to Dreamers

                           of dedication to vivid imagination,

                                    and in search of honesty…

 

Music, excerpt of Around Midnight, by Chet Baker

Art work, from Dream World images…

 

“ A Fox ” ~ in a box ~

Alas poor fox

Tho fast enough

Risks be caught,

But due to hunger

Has need wander,

Yet ever deeper

Finds but danger,

Where soon fox

Suffers a trap,

Then sent in a box

To parade as a hat,

Or  a fox coat done so,

Just to tease la Bardot!

                                                            ode to Brigitte Bardot…

 

           I am a supporter of all ‘animal life protection’ wild and tamed,

                                as well as the privileged owner of two Maine Coon cats!

 

          I am also presently under treatment for my black humour illness…