About Henri Ferguson

Poetry, storytelling and song writing are members of the same family. I have a deep appreciation for the literary arts and believe that creative writing whatever its form, render a fleeting glimpse, a snippet of insight into the author's inner world. To live an unexamined life is our greatest travesty and consequently we cannot grow as we are intended to without putting ourselves under a compassionate lens of scrutiny. Writing can do this by giving us a strategy to crystallize those thoughts and emotions that so often elude clarity and self knowing. Journaling, writing poetry can be a catharsis in this process leading to a new awareness of whom and what we are. The journey of self discovery ultimately opens the door to the spiritual growth and evolution we so richly deserve.

In the Palm of My Hand

 I’ve got rainbows in my pocketI hear laughter in the breeze,I feel sunshine on my shouldersI see smiles upon the seas,and the living is easyI am so into you.You are Sambucca in my coffeefrom a dark Italian roast,sourdough straight from the ovenyou’re the guava on my toast,and the living is easyI am so into you.I [...]

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I Still Remember…

"Stay close to anything that makes you glad to be alive"~HafizI still remember whenthe sound of you calling me Daddywas the sweetest melodyI had ever heard.Bringing light into darknessyour beautiful innocenceshone like a beaconin a midnight storm.You graduated from tricycleto bicyclefrom training wheelsto solo flight.I still rememberrunning beside youholding on,holding on,holding onI still rememberthat momentletting [...]

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Faith Reconciled

  “To stay with a broken heart, a rumbling stomach, with the feeling of hopelessness and wanting to get revenge;that is the path of true awakening”~Pema ChodronBehind this veillay all things possible,yet all things past.Shattered innocence personified,refusing to believea broken wing cannot be healed.Determination to seea heart soar high above its sorrows,endless riversflowing home to the sea.Passion conceding [...]

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Pocket Full of Buddhas

"Exhale, exhale fully. Emptiness begets fullness" My story is meI’m true to my storyveracity personified.not for public consumption,there is intimacy…and there islascivious lustingfor lurid details.Ask me aboutthe miles on my heart,the centuries on my soul,feel my painmy searing pleasureand all that goes onin between.Unfolding major Arcanalaid out before mesymbolically steepedinsinnuendos of the soulcompel me to [...]

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No Flies on Fuller

 She is a doer, she does thingsinstead of just talking about them.  Many folks talk endlessly about,going to do this,going to do that,blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...and nothing ever comes of it,nothing. They don’t move,they are virtually catatonic,a perfect landing pad for flies. No flies on Fuller.  Copyright © Henri Ferguson 2012  Author Notes My wife Michelle who is the [...]

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It’s Been There All Along

  Letting Go: “In practice there is always the dance between feeling the truth of our suffering and letting go of it, not in a dismissive way but in a way that honors it”.You’re an alpha dog in a pack of one,you win races that don’t exist,Walter Mitty has nothing on you.Outrageous describes your relationship with the [...]

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The Answer Is Love

  "Love is life. All, everything that I understand, I understand only because I love. Everything is, everything exists, only because I love. Everything is united by it alone. Love is God, and to die means that I, a particle of love, shall return to the general and eternal source"-Leo Tolstoy  Am I a fool for [...]

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The Outcome of My Choosing

   “To reach a port we must set sail – Sail, not tie at anchorSail, not drift.”  ~Franklin D. Roosevelt You are the unwavering flamebeaming luminance into the shadowsof my thick and silent solitude.You are the waxing moonin my darkest nightwhere direction proves elusive.You are the anchorarmed with flukes of succorfor this flotsam soul adrift.You are the scanty [...]

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Independence Cloaked Over Reclusive

“The strongest love is the love that can demonstrate its fragility” ~ Paulo Coelho ...and what of the chatterin your murky mindwhere overdue sleepproves elusive?Your heart safe behindwild wounded walls,independence cloakedover reclusive.You have no need,or so you saywith classicand stoic defiance,To seek safe harborfor your listing soulin relationshipsbuilt on reliance.So you lie there and gazeat that sliver [...]

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Where Rivers of Desires Flow

   "Every desire you have at it's core exists because you think attaining it will make you happy; but happiness can only be attained in the present moment. Therefore, any desire you have to be happy in the future is blocking your ability to be happy now. Only when you are at peace with what is [...]

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