In air mid flight, Startled with such a fright, Looking out tinted window, Visualizing UFO, or, wait… No, rubbing my brow, Estatic I see below, Eight reindeer with Santa in tow, Frost blowing off the sleigh, As they dance and prance through open air, With flash and flare, They dash and almost crash, Before gliding…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
Coal or Toy?
Take action young one, For in crystal orb your shadow moves, Will you be good or bad, Naughty or nice, Opening coal or present, Will magic Christmas snow visit you, Are magic sled rides on Christmas day in your future, Good or bad, decisions to make my little friend, To love or terrorize your sibling,…
Revenge
Tree’s rush by at the river’s edge, Forced breath rushes out of tired lung, Jagged rocks cut at flesh, Piranhas bite rips apart, Blood dying water red, Wild velvet rapids unfold, Forging new river beds with untold death, Village laid to waste, At edge of sword and conquistadors torch, Jungle ravaged by war, Vicious hunters…
Christmas Glimpse
( This poem is dedicated to my Uncle Tom who played Santa for many years and made many children smile. ) Tapping sounds and dancing elves, Merrily chipping away at piles of wood, Making toys in the depths of May, To be delivered on Holy December day, By old saint Nick and his reindeer sleigh,…
WRITERS BLOCK
It seems over the past couple weeks I have been cursed with writers block. I have a few things on the burner; but, nothing worth posting yet. Thank you for your patience and for all the views this year. I have enjoyed writing for you and me. Each view and like has inspired me to…
Lattice… Surprise… Delays!
Were twins in life, Seeing our eyes twisted inside, Learning from paranormal vision, Tide turning, departed from normal means, Slowing down, drop… check back, Turning cheek, slap, sip on that mix, Seeing ghosts, walking down linoleum sided displays, Slowing down, drop… acid mix stereo system explodes, Put it back, drip that drop and follow the…
Military Career Moral Booster
It is amazing how the little & big things change your life over time. What once may have been a battle is a notch well done and things I have overlooked or pushed down come back and haunt me. Walls built up are torn down in seconds from a flash of memory, sound bite, photo,…
Ebb & Tide
Sometimes its hard to write poetry, Drawing out those characters, Some spelling out harmony, other words equaling discord, As the ebb and tide of my emotions flow, Ever changing is the mystery of that poetic flow.
