This is a celebratory blog about reaching my goal of posting 100 blogs over the entire life of my blog this month. I’ve seen a huge boom of growth this month and I appreciate everyone who has stopped to view any part of my blog. I’ve even found a few blogs to follow closely. I…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects. Also practices American Sign Language.
HELL? OH, HELL NO.
No halo, no wings, no harp, oh my, Wait I didn’t just die, Oh no, did I? Pinch myself, ouch What mean joke, I’m still on the couch, Cough, cough, someone needs to dust, Here comes someone, should I trust, Strangers voice hushed, Come with me sir, lets see if you should be crushed Fearful…
PAGAN EXPERIENCE
Two memories shine out among the numerous religious experiences I have had. One time at a resort they held a pagan gathering. I was always on the outside, but my intrest peaked. I walked past their worship tent around eleven P.M. and felt the exileration they felt as they pounded on drums, sang, & danced….
SECOND COLLABERATION OF A ZEN TANGLE
My girlfriend loves to draw Zen Tangles and asked me to color a few select ones. She is excited to collaborate with me because how she sees them colored in her minds eye is never the same way that I see them. I always surprise her with my vision and she appreciates the differences in…
FEEDING A FLAMINGO
I painted this beautiful water color for my girlfriends birthday. She loves the grace and beauty of the Flamingo and what better way to offset how close her birthday is to Christmas than to do something totally aside from the holiday for her. I used a reference as a guide and free styled the entire…
Homemade Lasagna
Sharing some deliciousness, wish I could share with you all.
JOURNEY
Going this journey alone is becoming a swamp of no return Lost in the brush or stuck in the mud I become Each days journey never ending even when the sun winds down Endless hours toiled with no harvest from the soil Empty promises shrill in empty ears and hallow halls Eyes sunken and shallow,…
Scarred Wounds
Sitting alone in a sunlit room I gather my thoughts into a loom Weaving possibilities, hopes, dream, & ambitions Doing my best to avoid the feeling of impending doom & gloom That so often overtakes me about noon I do by my best to avoid it because it will be here soon To tease me…
GREAT WHITE SHARK
(A true story. As we were crossing the Atlantic back to the USA a Great White Shark decided to race us.) I once saw a Great White Shark, It swam with grace and an occasional arc, It swam with great speed, Our cruiser could barely compete, With the grace and awesomeness, It felt as if…
ENGLISH 201 – COMPARISION ASSIGNMENT
English 201-001 Mr. Rowlette October 6, 2010 Cotton Mather vs William Bradford 1. How does Mather credit the decline of Puritan New England pereach of the following: the neglect of the Gospel, the disregard of education by the multitudes, unrestrained youth grown “abominably vicious”, the Devil working in the New World. Cotton Mather attributed the…
