In Memorium: Your Shirt
by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
Friday, May 30, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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... I wear it, anyway ...
Image (c) 2006, Karla Dorman
Your shirt, wrapped
around my shoulders
brings little comfort,
because it isn't y o u r
arms enveloping me
in a hug. I wear it,
anyway --- I am trying
to recall the sensation
of your big, strong arms
holding me close to you
--- I miss them. Scared,
Daddy, scared that I
will forget --- help me in
order to remember ---
that is why I wear your
shirt. It helps you help me ---
(c) 2008, Karla Dorman (5/30)
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|Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green
|(((((Deeply touching and marvelously rendered.))))) By keeping the poem short and zeroing in on the shirt, you have managed to draw a picture that is both very real and impossible to forget. B R A V A, my friend, B R A V A !!! (((((X))))) Pea (((((X)))))|
|Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G
|May you feel his love surround YOU daily Karla!
Sweet memorable heartfelt write, thank you for offering it!
Warmest Blessings and Inner Peace, Warrior Purple PaSSion Lady Shexooo
|Reviewed by John Leko
|...memories and moments...never lost.
|Reviewed by Jon Willey
|The smile may be gone, but the essence will live on in your heart. May peace come to you and always remain there. God bless. JMW|
|Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath
Sweetie he will always be there holding you no matter where you go and so will God.
In loving kindness,
|Reviewed by Jeanette Cooper
|A lovely write that touches the core of love and fear. The shirt is a security blanket, something real to hold onto--but for sure you will not need it to remember your father. He will always be there as a part of you as long as you live.|
|Reviewed by Rose Rideout
|Karla you will not forget someone so dear to you. Your Daddy lives in your heart and always will. He is in your memories that no one can take away. Thank you for sharing your beautiful words with us.
Newfie Hugs are on the way, Rose
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
|Beautifully written with wonderful thoughts. Hang in there Karla, it gets easier in time. Retain your happy memories for they will live on in your heart forever.|
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|Beautiful...no other word to describe how you've poured your heart out here.|
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|Karla carry his memories with you and he will live on
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|this is truly beautiful to me|
|Reviewed by Bernice Lakota
|Heart-tugging write Karla, this is beautiful!|
|Reviewed by Georg Mateos
|Memories have so deep roots that no one can ever pull them out of your heart.
|Reviewed by Cryssa C
|The Christmas after my Mama died each of my children were given something that my mom made, or that was hers... They all love wearing those articles of clothing, as it helps them feel close to her again.
I know it helps me too... cuddling under the blanket she stitched for me with love...
|Reviewed by Sandie Angel
|((((( Karla )))))
I just understand this feeling so well!!!!! This one is the same feeling as my poem "Daddy's Sweater". I wore my Dad's sweater too after he was gone!!!
Take care and be well!
((((( Love and Hugs from your friend in Canada )))))
Sandie Angel :(
|Reviewed by Charlie
|It's okay... I still wear my mama's sweater-- still smells like her a little (is it sick that I haven't washed it in over a year?!!)
Take it slowly. --Charlie
|Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
You will never forget those big, giant-sized bear hugs from daddy; I know I won't. He was a world-class hugger, and when you wear his shirt, he will be hugging you. Try to remember that. Powerful emotions coming from the heart; daddy is looking down on us with love and pride in his heart for us, his children. He is now at peace, and one day we will be reunited. That is a promise, and we must hold on to that and believe.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin sister, Karen Lynn. :( >tears! <
|Reviewed by Bonnie May
|You will never forget him Karla so don't be afraid of that. My father's been gone since 1995 and I can close my eyes and remember everything about him including his hugs even more than in the past. It just keeps getting stronger. You Daddy will be with you always. Love, Bonnie|