Realization is anything but beautification, It all comes with a price more expensive than daily sacrifice, Sick, standing at the edge, Looking over feeling belly bulge, Down below an end, Is it my end? Step forward and find out, Whispers the voice of my out, Stay and find out, Whispers the voice against out, Two…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
Look into My Mirror
Twisted disguise covers my muse, Is it pain, Or, that which amuse, Could it be broken glass, Shredding, cutting leaving the soul, In degraded pain? Looking past tattered soul, Among the mirrored looking glass, Which continues the window of pain, Showing trapped soul, An embodiment of young lad rolling in grass, Who is now a…
Reasons For a Joyful Christmas
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,…
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…
