Once you had much time to wine and dine, Now your life is shorter than a dime. When we gathered we laughed and acted like we had forever, Now we sit and reminisce on old memories and talk into the late hour. I look at you and think of your once healthy complexion, Now I…
Author: Eric Fournier
A creative, independent-minded poet, author, and artist who enjoys turning ideas into finished projects. Also practices American Sign Language.
JOHNNY BOY
(Johnny Boy is a poem about a higher power providing for it’s creation. Though religious, it is about each person’s higher power or lack of one.) Down from heaven floated the tiny seed, It landed on the palm of my hand, Taking it between my fingers I held it to my eye, It looked so…
(POEM: HENRY – CHAP 2)
“A Hand Always Given” Over hills we traveled, many of us new, bedazzled, at the spectacular castle which held our future, Different walks of life directed us to the same place, where we learned and grew, and became emboldened. Whenever we lost our way, a hand was always given, and though we stumbled, no one…
(CREATIVE WRITTING PROJECT: HENRY – CHAPTER 2)
Reviewed July 8, 2020 Chapter II Their order came out while Betsy and Henry’s conversation moved forward as a spark began to ignite itself and they slowly found each other’s company comforting. “I doubt that the Irish team will win the cup this tournament,” Henry said to Betsy’s bold statement that the Irish…
SETTING GOALS TO COMBAT MELANCHOLY
Melancholy is by far the worst emotion I’ve felt other than grief. Recently I’ve started to attend another Cognitive Behavior Therapy group. Our first homework assignment was to write down how depression has affected our lives and to set five goals we would like to see our treatment help with. Goals: To improve and increase…
MUSING OVER DEPRESSION
Why does depression have to grip a person when they least want it too? Why does stress decimate a person with depression? Why does anger live in the mind of a depressed person? Why does depression ruin lives? Is depression normal? Aren’t all human beings born with some oddness? What makes depression so scary? How…
DARK LADY
Darkness falls over the illusion of the woman in the black dress, Her hair short cropped, face dirty, no breath. She steps into the confessional with nothing to confess. I watch her black dress trail along the ground. Her fingers brushing through the flowers with the touch of death. Losing sight of her I look…
(Creative Writing Project: Henry) – Chapter 1
Reviewed July 1, 2020 Chapter I “Good afternoon,” Henry yelled out to a few customers passing his till. He sighed heavily looking past them, he read the clock, quarter past two. Henry felt the weight of time passing, he still had three hours left on shift. Nothings worse than feeling bored, wasting time at a…
Reminiscing
The joy of discovering life beyond screens has filled me with nostalgia for the 80’s & 90’s. One of the last generations to grow up without ready access to computers, cell phones, and internet we got to see life: live, up-close, & personal. We talked to friends and our texting consisted of passing hand written…
MILLIONS OF PAPER, PAPER FOR ME, MILLIONS OF PAPER, PAPER FOR FREE…
Satisfaction is more than paper. Paper checks cashed don’t add up to emotional stability. Problems grow like the stack of holiday wrapping paper left for the recycle bin. On the opposite side of the celebration we find ourselves back in the race to earn more paper to meet next Decembers needs. Time zips by while…
