THE QUESTION “He ends with a question for another day, another hour, who do you believe the least important person is in your universe, why?” (Excerpt from Part 3 by thoughtscreateweb.blog) Gasps and whispers rose from the circle. Strangers turning to each other and saying, ‘well I don’t know,’ some exclaimed people from past relationships,…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
Shame shame run away
Run, run, run away, Love to fight another day, Shame, shame love today, Fight again, and again, Fight to love another day, Run, run, run away, Get onto the love train, Ride her to the sunset, Letting life’s light fade away, Naturally at its end, Lovers hand in hand, Loving day to day, With all…
ANGER
Moral digression into madness Nothing stands in place as it distresses, The madness within, Pounding to win, Madness driving whirlwind, As violence descends, Take out the matches, Burn down the fortress, Demonstrate the anger, Live the danger, Break off the edge, Break off the edge, Mass destruction threatens, and frightens, Life as we know it,…
Your Love
Spread out over bed, Her arms covered, White satin lined by, Strips of silver, Faux fox fur, Black raven hair, Locked in style, Framing ocean blue, Eyes of crystal, Flowing through caverns, Into her intelligent, Radiant thought patterns, Radiating through her, Sexy delicate touch, Caressing your shoulders, Whispering into ear, Luring you to slumber, Her…
Have you noticed?
A lot of things and types you don’t want to meet end in the sound -erd. You would rather not see a wizard, nor be in a blizzard, while eating gizzard with a buzzard watching overhead.
Only Words
No wisdom, have I to share, For I, am a master, of none. My hand, have not applied, A thousand coats of, shiny paint, onto blank canvas. Hands of mine, have not molded, clay into viable, material life like, statue. Eyes within, cannot hold true, the hue which, paints with beauty, the light. For I,…
Ruin Falls
Ruin falls, Down shadow stairs, She creeps in the dark, Torch in hand, Fear in heart, Dreaded dark, Fear, creeping fear, Vigilance, silence, Everything is still, Whispers, breathing, quiet, At the doorway, Behind it is, Ruin falls, Roaring with its mighty voice, Breaking down the door, The noise rushing forward, Banging heads to metal music,…
World Building: Shaman
Dear Reader, Our last world building post brought us to a far Western Island in a different universe than our own, while I directed everyone to sit before a stranger, a shamanic individual, a wise person on this floating ball of dirt and metal. His gaze shifts across each of your faces. Judging, perhaps gauging…
World Building
Starting out with a blank canvas, I spread the roller gently across the surface. Softly manipulating different shades, hues, and multiple colors with a variety of brushes until we have a reflective ball floating in a dense purple and hazy orange blended at the seams region of space in a universe far from here. Laws…
Welcome
Dear Reader, I have an idea to write out an adventure over a series of posts. The following posts will cover how I create my character, plot out the adventure, paint the villain and atmosphere, and best of all watch the character succeed or fail. It is an exciting idea to explore. I believe I…
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