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Only You
by Karla Erdman
You touched me.
Not just my skin,
but much deeper--
way down inside.
You touched
that place that I only
keep for myself.
You touched My Soul.
The area within my body,
the place no one
anywhere, anytime
has ever touched--
Like you.
The day you left...
Correction:
The day you died,
Shattered my Soul
like breaking expensive, priceless crystal
and the shards were scattered into the wind.
In memory of RozeBud
9/22/01 - 12/1/14
[March 13, 2015]
Not just my skin,
but much deeper--
way down inside.
You touched
that place that I only
keep for myself.
You touched My Soul.
The area within my body,
the place no one
anywhere, anytime
has ever touched--
Like you.
The day you left...
Correction:
The day you died,
Shattered my Soul
like breaking expensive, priceless crystal
and the shards were scattered into the wind.
In memory of RozeBud
9/22/01 - 12/1/14
[March 13, 2015]
Shattered Hearts
The sun should not be shining, instead
Black clouds must build to match my grief.
Our tears the tempest to show the despair;
The whole world should stop turning.
Take a moment to feel
The destruction, the devastation, the turbulence.
Do not breathe, eat, or sleep.
Lives irrevocably changed in a heartbeat…in a gun shot.
The pieces shattered, hearts broken—never to be fixed.
One of our good guys has fallen.
Fear not, grieve not, forget not,
What my life represents.
My legacy lives within you…within them.
Fight for injustice, work toward
compromise,
Live for the moment…love for
eternity.
Celebrate my life, as well as your own.
DO something…I did.
BE something…I was.
Be PROUD to be the good guy…I am.
In remembrance of Police Officer Robert Lasso
August 11. 2011
Karla Erdman
Black clouds must build to match my grief.
Our tears the tempest to show the despair;
The whole world should stop turning.
Take a moment to feel
The destruction, the devastation, the turbulence.
Do not breathe, eat, or sleep.
Lives irrevocably changed in a heartbeat…in a gun shot.
The pieces shattered, hearts broken—never to be fixed.
One of our good guys has fallen.
Fear not, grieve not, forget not,
What my life represents.
My legacy lives within you…within them.
Fight for injustice, work toward
compromise,
Live for the moment…love for
eternity.
Celebrate my life, as well as your own.
DO something…I did.
BE something…I was.
Be PROUD to be the good guy…I am.
In remembrance of Police Officer Robert Lasso
August 11. 2011
Karla Erdman
Oma with Love
Your touch lies on my
shoulder
Like a whisper on air; I turn to smile at you, But no one is there. How long has it been, Since we last spoke? Five, ten, or more years; Yet it feels like yesterday. Your eyes live on in my father, Your smile on my sister’s face. During quiet moments like this I can hear you laughing, Singing, Yodeling. Missing you each day. Knowing you’re still with me, Whispering in the wind. Karla Erdman -August 12, 2011 Yes, I'm fineYes, I’m fine
Of course, I’m fine… On the outside, I smile and nod, crack a lot of jokes, laugh at the craziness of it all. But, I’m broken… On the inside, the heartache and grief ties my shaking organs into knots. I stuff the paranoia into the invisible knapsack that I tote around with me each day. My purse contains the sorrow, as I zip it closed. All anyone is concerned about is what one can see on the outside. However, the inside tells more of the story. - Karla Erdman August 28, 2013 |
Ode to a Spell Checker
-Author Unknown
I have a spell checker It came with my PC It plainly marks for my revue Mistakes I cannot sea I've run this poem threw it I'm sure your pleased too no Its letter perfect in its weigh My checker tolled me sew. [I did not write this, but I wanted to save it. Apropos for an English teacher.] |