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The While

– ye be around –

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The While

– ye be around –

Yet of no say
Best to seek, 
A kindly day
Evades bleak, 
For the while
Life has ye be,
In need of smile
To maybe see,
If not to hear
Hint of sound,
Suggests know
Won’t confound,
With not to show
Nor will respond,
Save to oneself,
As for the while
Be good or bad,
Without beguile
That ye’ve found,
Will go the mile
Or way around,
In the time it takes
While above ground,
For a life’s short state,
Man termed, the while!


                     © Jean-Jacques Fournier	


written in Sweetsburg,
PQ, Canada				       		                                                   
January 18, 2023

Imagery - Wikimedia Commons 
Music – Africa Moon, by John Bartmann
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier

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A Face

– in final phase –

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A Face

-in final phase –

A face now deeply lined, 
Even shade will not pale
To lessen relentless time,
Praying on it being frail
With an unrelenting seep,
Begs fix like clefts in haze
To delay degenerating creep,  
While be, a face in final phase!

	         Ode to a faceless reality...


                                 © Jean-Jacques Fournier

Imaging - Wikimedia Commons
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier
Music – excerpt of Skylark, by Chet Baker
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Wanting

         – to be heard –

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Wanting

– to be heard –

Pictured without sound
Tho can see be awaken,
As gyrations abound
With spirited dysfunction, 
Postures visibly found
In logic for malfunction,
Tells ye want to be heard
Baring ludicrous emotions,
Will use an extant voice
Thus, to bid without a word,
Might find to last forever
While given to be heard,
Hence in an unfettered world! 


                    © Jean-Jacques Fournier 


                         Written in Sweetsburg
                           November 12, 2022 
                        Edited November, 2022


Imagery - Domonique Fournier
Music - Excerpt of Pure Imagination by Scott Hamilton
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier
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Looking

           – for a mesmeric fellow –

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Looking

– for a mesmeric fellow –

Holds may be finally time 
You fix mesmerical place,
While aging state inclines
Must allow a guess to face, 
Worthy façade’s story lines
Wants find liable to follow,
When soon will depict sign
That yet may end be hollow,
Lest one chances new assign 
Would fit a mesmeric fellow! 

                               © Jean-Jacques Fournier 

                                           written in Sweetsburg
                                            September 14, 2022


Imagery - National Galleries of Scotland
Music -  Easy Listening Blues
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier
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Looking in a Blind Mind

                     – the while willing to wait –

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Looking in a Blind Mind

                    – the while willing to wait – 

A fellowman’s fate
Be in a blind mind,  
Short of haste state
For end of the line,
Will reason be late
A welcome assign, 
Thus eager to wait
On ploy of resign,
Yet invokes debate
Tho beset inclined, 
May assure a place
At end of life's time,
As fellowman’s take
Endures a blind mind,
The while willing to wait!

Alas youth of long days,
		  be soon elders short nights…
               
      © Jean-Jacques Fournier 



Imagery – Painting -Venus discovers young man robbed of his youth. Unknown artist, Naples mid 1600s.
Music - Excerpt of - Pavane for a late father -
Audio recital - Jean-Jacques Fournier


                                                                      written in Sweetsburg
					                                September 4, 2022






			

	
	



			
				



	
	


		
					

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I Awake

	


		

		

               – should fate so will –










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I Awake





            – should fate so will –





That I awake
Another day,
To live a fate
With little say,
Save to amend
My errant way,
Before the end
Thus to renew,
As to contend
Said life anew,
The while fend
As destine wills,
But a scant stay…

Time tallies still
Tho be few days,
For failing gods
Now dated skills,
Tend fall behind
Too aged to fulfil,
In garbled minds 
Verge on placate, 
Yet decreed still
Our waning state,
Hence so fate's will!

                 © Jean-Jacques Fournier







 written in Sweetsburg
ov February 19, 2017
edit published, August 15, 2022






Music - Ethereal Thoughts, by Victor Wayne
Imagery - Wikimedia Commons
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier


			

	
	



			
				



	
	


		
					

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Butterflies

	


		

		

             – by the bye –















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Butterflies





                  – by the bye –





Not incidental
We butterflies,
Ever so gentle 
Yet by the bye,
As ornamental 
To  human eye, 
Will so trample
Reasoning why,
Be florae ample
Ye soon realize,
Holds butterfly
Reach to offer life,
Or graces the sky
As fitfully dancing,
Be fulfilling his bye
The while ambling by! 

                                © Jean-Jacques Fournier










                                                       written in Sweetsburg
                                           	           July 22, 2022






Music -  Vivaldi L’estro armonica Op.3 Violin Ccocerto
Photography - Marianne Dessis & Wikimedia Commons
Audio - Jean-Jacques Fournier


			

	
	



			
				



	
	


		
					

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“ Inadvertency ”  – a lapse of memory –

	


		

		






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“ Inadvertency ” 





             – a lapse of memory –





 Mindful, be unforeseen
 That memories will fail,
 Hopeful not to extreme
 For fear of minds derail,
 In a posit made sombre
 Thus be forever fraught,
 From a lapse of memory
 Errant as to be brought,
 By its narrated stumble
 Be of words gone awash,
 Has one in a new bubble
 Giving notions to curse, 
 Aired not as a mumble
 Views now but adverse, 
 Left to exist in a jumble... 


 ‘Tis sad state of decline
 All the while you watch,
 Feel its thought melting
 As a reoccurred botch,
 That a word will mend
 Holds cause be reborn,
 Extant failure finds end 
 Tho ye suffer self scorn, 
 Despite held to append... 


 Whilst pained to so find
 An apprise of words lost,
 Tells of old fails conveyed  
 Wants inadvertency tossed! 


                       ode to over worked minds...

 

                   © Jean-Jacques Fournier
                                                                  
                           written in Sweetsburg   
                                        November 23, 2020  
  
 Pictures - Personal & Public Collection...
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“ A Snowflake ” 	– at the bottom lies –

	


		

		
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“ A Snowflake ”


            – at the bottom lies –


Holds reason wonder,


About the others


Who first arrived,


And now held under,


Tho manage to survive,


While on the surface


The more materialize,


Layer upon layer


The scale expands,


Thus be no error


They find hold hands,


Supporting each other


To bear the strain,


Makes need to shoulder


Until snowflakes turn to rain…


 


A snowflake


At the bottom lies,


Hence be others


That too will smother,


Yet given druthers


Reach to save those left,


Spared not of shelter


From mans foulness,


However not in vain


As natures fate egresses,


Destined suffer it’s to blame


Alas until snowflakes turn to rain!


 


                                       © Jean-Jacques Fournier


                                                                                                                                                                Music – Winter Night Jazz , BGM…


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“ Life ”  – be but a minute –

	


		

		
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“ Life ”


         – be but a minute –


The journey starts


Tho moves so fast,


Seems off the chart


As conjectural cast,


Life means impart


On a short tenure,


Found is my part


In fates September,


As I a minute ark,


Will soon surrender


Seen ephemeral part,


May hold remember


A diminutive minute,


Mans unwitting enter


That is to be ones life…


 


As life be but a minute


Do pardon my rancour,


If you crowd my space


I am short of candour,


As be no time to waste


Nor room for squander,


So I’ve cause to make haste…


 


In the wake of all to die


As will prized September,


When reality need not hide


Find ye peace in fall’s slumber,


And the minute to live described


Thus as said of life, be but a minute!


 


                        © Jean-Jacques Fournier


Imagery, symbolic of depicting life…


Music, Miles Davis Ascenseur pour l’échafaud…


Wrote for audio, in Sweetsburg August 14, 2020…