Little joyful voices ring and sing, Happy faces peak everywhere, Candy canes hanging from stocking, Smiles and joyful dreams, Where child meets Santa Clause, On bended knee he does listen, To little ones big dreams, Imaginings and beginnings, As the magic fills the holy season, Christmas a time for all, All to sing in joy,…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
Rainbow Road
Arms wrap tight pulling you in, Kissing our way through our journey, Holding each other tight, Hand in hand, Step by step, Forward on this journey of life, Songs of sorrow, Songs of love, Songs of forever, Echo through the dance hall, That is our life together, Thinking on memories past, Reminiscing of our love…
Grandfather’s Advice
I was talking to my grandfather in his 90s yesterday and he gave me some advice. I’m struggling to do what he told me is the best way to live one’s life. I’m sure I can do it in time, though I feel I want to hurry in the end. My reasonings are maybe foolish,…
Breathing in the Throws of Emergency
Inward, outward, life exists in this moment, Foggy glass tells the story, As misty fog envelops the fingers trail, Drawing through each misty breath, The image of each moment, Drifting along imaginations limitless bounds, On stretcher looking upwards, Concern etched on faces, Beep, beep, beep, the monitor speaks my souls output, Each passing second a…
Wishes Don’t Fix A Thing
I will never get back that time, Those years I wish I had, To be present with them I missed them so, Now they are grown, They don’t know who I am, How much I love them, Is lost to explanations of why I wasn’t there, Present with them, Oh, how I wish I could…
It Is But A Journey
Walking down the trail alone, Dreaming of times long gone, Molding the future ahead, Looking Death in his lonely eyes, Forging a friendship with him, Hardly know who I was, For I have lost myself on the journey of time, Who am I? Who am I? Oh… who am I? Walking these lonely trails, Up…
Watch Relief Late Again
(I am a sailor, and have stood many Low Visibility Watches where my relief never showed, here is a glimpse into what it is like to stand freezing wet for your country, starving and alone, in the fog that travels the ocean blue.) Standing watch on bow, Waves splashing to and fro, Soaked to the…
The Bipolar Ocean
Making faces in the mirror, Smiling back at me, Personality shining, Looking deep in the ocean of eyes, Breath shaking seeing deep inside, Floating on mental sea of delusion, Rowing hard against waves of depression, Drowning deep underneath the ocean of mania, Bi-polar raging its storm above, Ship creaking under the weight.
Eating a PB&J in God’s Hand
Needle pricks my skin, Looking at the needle of hysteria, Feeling the sparkles pop, Colors fade to white, As eyes close seeking Nirvana, God, I reached You, Just in the nick of time, A jack I pulled from the deck of life, Winning the lottery, Meeting me where I stand, Here I am, Bare and…
Invisible Eyes
Out the window those invisible eyes, Stare death into my soul, As I pass by nightly, Haunted trailer which haunts my dreams, For there I lived, Twice, and each time, There, I felt those eyes adrift, Floating about, Watching me move around, Now, as I pass by, Nightly, I swear I see those eyes, Staring…
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