This will be short. I often try to identify when things started to go askew in my mind. I remember at the age of 10 having a strong realization of how alone I was. It was an extremally powerful emotion that I had to work through in the moment. The feeling was validated for years…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
A True Life Experience
Mid-80’s Summer, hot sun beamed day, Cool mountain breeze, on Putney Mountains peak, Soft whisper of branches waving to me, Little boy of no more than five, The forest calling to me, Enchanting voice filling me with promises, The red apple of delight, The sweet nectar for me to suckle, As it drew me into…
The Whale
In Northeastern woods I walk, The trails lay miles behind me, Each step a journey towards my manhood, Each step a victory toward my warrior status, Each journey a vision matching my sailor heritage, Sailors blood pumping through my veins, On seas of courage, Swimming with Krakens, Yelling in the face of the vicious misstress,…
June Day
Sweeping June rain, Two lovers dancing under darkened clouds, Thunder declaring their love, For miles over rolling plains, Heart crossed lovers, Soul mates for ever, Dancing in the rain, Lightening casting shadows, On this happy June day.
Haze
Got a book of papers today, Sat down and rolled in the hay, J.O.B. working through the haze, Waiting for the next check, Down by the corner, shady, Walking, handing off over the counter, A couple C notes, Living crook to crook, Got a book of papers today, Sat down and rolled in the hay,…
