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…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects. Also practices American Sign Language.
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,…
DESIRE
Tender fingers caressing the sensual points of our bodies, Yearning heat building in our tender most spots, Longing to fulfill the deep needs that attract us to each other, Fulfilling that deep seated desire to be wanted and to want.
HOT LOVE
Those passionate moments shared with a new lover, Overtake the heart and fill me with day dreams of the future. Love has embedded itself in my heart again, Filling my introverted self with dread and excitement.
HER GAZE
She caught my eye with her beautiful eyes, Ablaze with the fire of life, Her ambition glaring through those deep brown eyes, Catching my spirit in her snare.
DOG’S FIRST SNOW
I opened the door and three dogs out of four bounded out excited and curious about what was falling from the sky covering their yard in a sheet of white. The other huddled behind me in the warmth of the house, looking between my legs. She knew what snow was, and understood it meant cold….
ASP CATERPILLAR WARNING
Caterpillar’s to some are cute and fun to touch and they mesmerize the people who love them. However, with great warning do I write this to those people. The caterpillar in the above photo is called an Asp Caterpillar and is poisonous to the touch. It’s venom causes a great burning sensation and pain which…
HIS TOUCH
He touches my chest, My heart spurns for him, I yearn for his kiss, Longing to feel his five o’clock shadow on my cheeks, I passionately pull him in, Intertwined we kiss, Rolling in bed like young adult lovers, He rests his head on my hairy chest, Running his fingers through the thick fur. He…
DEPARTING DEPRESSION
Carrying around depression is one of the most difficult burdens one may have during life. For some it lasts only a few days or weeks of their lives. For others its an ongoing battle that rages for years, if not their entire life. Unfortunatly I fall into the later category, diagnosed with Bi-Polar I struggle…
