Sleep alludes the strong and weak, At the most inconvenient times during the week. Tired and strung out on caffeine, To move the daily grind machine.
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects.
Also practices American Sign Language.
BREAD IN A DESERT?
Stones unturned lay scattered around, As the two walk through the desert, Hungry and exhausted, The sun bearing down, Wishing for some bread to eat, Temptation awaiting in the heat, A Devil’s whisper, “You only need to use your power.” A holy answer, “Be gone from me.”
A.M. LOVE
My partner is at her most beautiful, Early in the morning, When her hair is tussled, And her make-up sits on the bathroom counter, Her face clean, With a gorgeous smile, Enticing me to kiss her, I bask in her unpainted beauty, Giving thanks to whatever god deemed us to be.
MOTHER NATURE
What is life without adventure, I can’t imagine being unable to enjoy Mother Nature, What would life be like without her, I can’t imagine being unable to hear the birds sing in there lofty trees.
APPLE PIE
Slice, slice, slice, Apples plopped into a bowl, Cinnamon and sugar, spice, All mixed up nice, Poured into the awaiting crust, Baked up nice and tender, Crust golden and crispy, Taste buds yearning, To taste the sweet apple treat.
HAY STACKS ARE FOR OLD LOVERS
Her hair grey like an overcast day, Enchanting me with her sly smile, As we hide away in the hay, Like young lovers on the sly. We huddle in a pile, Carressing each other, Hushing our whispers, As we enjoy our secret smiles.
CAMP TALIAFERRO WWI (BARRON FIELD: #2)
Today, after 3 years of living in this area I stumbled on a little piece of history near my home. After reading the sign at the site I was inspired to read a little more on the history of the site and to share it with you all. After the US entry into WWI in…
RETURN TO MOTHER EARTH
Cast away into the field, I lay here decaying, My life expectancy long past, Yielding my flesh to Natures grasp. Stripped away of my newness, That my old owner so adored, I knew my usefulness wouldn’t last, And now, as predicted, I lay here dying under duress from the wind and sun. Here my grave…
A WALK THROUGH TEXAS COUNTRY
I’ve said all along in my blogs I love nature and walk abouts. Above are a few of the great photos I was able to take during my five mile hike today.
CHANGING ROLES
A lazy day in November 2018 changed my partner’s and I lives forever, Five surgeries later with one more to come in the future, Our roles have been turned upside down. Quickly came the medical lessons, Thrust upon me the role of caretaker, her, patient. For many these turns create chaos which rips them apart,…
