Drifting on the suns debris, Away into ethereal thoughts, Blue sky vast and deep, Orange haze burns away, Far away into ozone, Ferocious winds churning the roulette, Traveling space lanes, Down the expressway, Away from stars, Away, deep in galaxy, Far away, Into the churning reality of eternity.
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From the Well of Life
Deep in this well of pain, Slowly pulling myself up the walls, Foothold after handhold, Upwards, movement, towards the end, Far below the water churns with turbulance, Stones pull and fall away, Crashing below causing waves in, the pool of my emotional balance, Upwards, movement, towards the end, Handhold after foothold, Climbing out the well,…
By Your Side
Your news hit me and my wall came tumbling down, You lay there on the gurney, Calm and serene in chaos, Tubes and wires beeps echo through the passageways, IV hooked to life support, You lost to consciousness through all this effort, Holding your hand tightly a tear slips down, Fear churning inside, Questions and…
Steadfast
I stood against the wall, Steadfast and secure, Tide surged out carrying tears, Heart in hand, Looking across the sandy expanse, Life, here, Here I am again, On lonely shores, Full of cheer, Shouts of jubilee, Life flows journeying onwards.
An Insight into My Motivational Landscape
My views will not be normal, and they will depart from logical structure and lean into emotional reasoning. I’ve been thinking a lot about the journey across the churning river that held me back. It was a mixture of logic and emotions that were difficult to sort. So many moments created shock waves in my…
Love you lots
I love you lots, I love you more than pokadots, I love you lots, I love you more than tater tots, My love and I had the most interesting response back and forth to each other this morning.
Internal Geography
Thank you to everyone reading from more than fifty countries. This blog has always been about the inner world — the storms, the deserts, the caves, the oceans we carry inside us. Wherever you’re reading from, I invite you to walk these inner landscapes with me and share in the journey they reveal. If you’ve…
A Reading Of
Denila, Oh Denila, by Eric Fournier
A Reading: My Two Stars
A poem from “A Journey by Eric Fournier
Noises of the Erotic
Soft velvet pressed against pursed lips, Tender caresses easing unspoken tension, Curled passions explode in agnst, while bed creeks in rhythm.
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