Come with me my little friend, Help me lift my pen, Peck away at neon lighted ink, Bright screen flaring back at me, Words shinning in the night, Give me sight that I might, Lift my hand from this pecking device, Give me light, that I might, Lift my hand from this devilish device, Typing…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
Creative Writing Project: Velum & Tiana
Dark, dank, and drafty were better adjectives than Velum ever would give his cramped cell; however, he coveted his position a bit more than that of the voices which echoed through the piss grates at the edges of the freezing cold stone floor. Sometimes when the echos vibrated loudly he crept to the edge of…
Seconds
Sitting on the couch, Watching the scale slide high, Bigger than a pine cone, Taller than a pine tree, Heavier than pine cream tea, Mixed in heavy canned cream, Steamy, wafting high in empty air, Dreams, hitting in the solarplex, Indiscriminate, judging me till I blow up, Caught up in jail house thoughts, Tree’s falling…
Hell’s Gate
Taken out back, Stripped upon the roses, Streched and wiped with thorns, No escape from the legion, Pricking skin, each flick a blood bath, Folding skin, bent knee, Gazing into the sky, Muttering under breath, Patience guide their hand, Beaten into the mud, Pain no longer guides the mind, Numb… Numb… Numbness grows, Crowned and…
Moments
Writing on the wall, Advanced notice given, Moving trucks rolling out, Life seems to be falling, Short a dozen or so items, Moving in, all disorientated, Lost my effects, 4 times no less, Always picking myself up by my jeans, The first time I found myself, A walking country song, 2 jeans, 2 shirts, a…
Monday’s…
Two words, too light, too bright, Swerve, left, swerve right, take that left, Head right, dip down, dodge that clown, Left him in that casket, Monday night, At the club, drinking gin in sprite, Head in that Ford, drive for your life, Head into that night sky, drive by the highlights, of my life.
Assassinator of Love
Take me to the firing field, Blind fold hanging loose, Your face I see behind ironsight, 20/20 in hindsight I’d rather be here today, Facing you, Facing me, Gun aimed down range, Steady, easy, breath out, Hang loose and free, Unlike me, your prisoner, Captivate me, Like you imprison me, Take hold of me, Bring…
Stuffed Bear
Take you time, Sit down and listen to my rhyme, As I say these words in rythm, To the blowing wind, Stressed, pressured, about to burst, Life can’t get much worst, Oh wait, It just did, Voices, they speak to me within, No wait, did I just admit that outloud? No, no they don’t, Wait,…
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