Tag, you were it and photograph by: Erickson I guide you,like a childteaching another a new game.Finally, we are clay:Who would have knownOur original wonderHad been baking all along?Warm winter nightsAs full as summer days.Before I memorized the wrinklesaround your eyes:Braille poetry when you smile.And so I became the sunrise,to shine into our unknown for... Continue Reading →
El Retiro del Verano – Poem and Photography by: Erickson Friendship, beautiful and brief as a rose petal. The flowers line the walkways-Candy apple red sprouts from rich dark greens.Paths of raised stones litter the journey- Gray yet bold and protruding.I step on stone:Winds whisper again And deaf ears reanimate. Home lingers on red lips.Murmurs... Continue Reading →
Photography and Poems By: Erickson“Stage Time”Lover magician’sHand. To reach or to clench asFeelings disappear.“-Hope”I speak but you can’t.Not my way. My tongue shatters. Yours is a swelling – “Orientalism/Your Controlling Relationship”Locked in foreign lands.Nothing to say but your lipsMouth my name, chapped, parched. “Blocked”The dot of paint on my face falls to your body. We... Continue Reading →
https://writingerickson.org/2025/01/24/i-search-for-the-origin/ What creates a love for travel? Where does the root of a life love passion stem from? Read my poem "I Search for the Origin" on my adventure/writing blog! New posts every week.
Illuminated Fuse - By: Erickson - I swear I've gotten over it. This pounding in my head. My heart craves the wisdoms I dispel with others in bed. - But I've gotten over parents - Bigger than giants More brutal than the Gods. And what about ghosts of friends, loved ones? - A clear reset... Continue Reading →
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