Zap, robotic tuning intact, Code manifest running, Processing trillions of facts, Per second, loops entwining, Tap, tap, tap, Little hammers ringing on gold plate, Closing trap door over electric wiring, A bit of duct tape, Power button energizing, A robot running.
Author: Eric Fournier
Fog a la Swamp
Fog a la Swamp: Drawn by Jennie & Colored by Eric.
MY TWO STARS
You cried and filled my heart, Love exploding, supernova bright, My sons, Each handsome and lively, Unique and filled with personality, I love thier expressions, Each filled with different passions, You’re both a star lighting my heart.
TWISTER
Twisted sky, Bearing down, On, I’m expecting town, Debris flying, Laughing cow soaring, Creamery crumbled, Soured as blue cheese salad, Twisting, faster and faster, Howling wind singing blues, Oh what to do, Straining to hear sirens fade, The maid sure has a task at hand.
KETTLE FOR A TROUBLE
Water bubbles Roiling, bursting sounds, Fresh steam breezing by, Kettle, steaming away my troubles.
REVIVAL
This poem is a work of fiction that may be triggering to some, please read and or share with care. Thank you. I woke up in a dream one day, Floating beneath a vaulted cieling, Floor below covered in hay, Launching myself across the room, I glided for hours, Realization dawning on me that I’m…
A PEN & WATERCOLOR COLLABORATION
My girlfriend is into doing Zen Tangles and Pen Sketches at the moment. I had her do some on Water Color Paper. This is my favorite collaboration so far between her and I. She did the sketch and I added the water color.
Vivi, Final Fantasy IX
Final Fantasy IX is pretty significant to me. It kept my best friend and shipmate busy during our long deployment during OIF and OEF. The rare moments we got to ourselves we would load FFIX into my PlayStation 1 and have a blast. We beat it together underway, and it has to be one of…
WILD HORSE SKETCH & A POEM
This has to be one of my best sketches yet. I felt inspired while sketching him. He is a gorgeous animal. A SHORT POEM INSPIRED BY THIS DRAWING Free in the plains, That are home to grass & wind, Prancing & dancing, He whinnies into the wind