A monologue free verse poem of Kiria the Kitsune
I'm pretty washed up ~sigh~,
and I couldn't care about how I felt,
But something about that interaction,
With Erika the bard I mean,
that spark I felt between us,
It was Like I've known her my whole life,
that shiny yellow hairs,
those cute round Human ears,
her sharing soothing personality,
How could I resists the effects she has on me,
when shes flirty of trys to get it on I feel really nice,
ike tho swarm fuzzy feeling around my icy cold prison,
while our love for music and gods blessings bind us to unite.
Erika Piper If I Knew You In Another Life,
I'd love to spend this life time and my next with you.
-KItsuko Dragonstar
,
(“The Heart of It #4”, 2007, original oil)
(for Erika)
Yesterday you faced a congregation
That filled a stadium
And a hundred million homes
Shattered yet resurrected
Burned and reborn like a phoenix
And as we watched
Our hearts also broken
And needing to mend
You rose to the occasion
Bright, fierce, like a modern Joan of Arc
Armored and ready for crusade
Willing to show your broken heart
And the turning point of its healing
Through forgiveness
Yet all the time
Looking here and there
For threats and prey
With the eyes of a hawk
Hell bent on caring for its young
Young which in the moment
Included us all.
(9/22/25)
E R I K A
E nlightened and Inspired by God with the Will to succeed.
R ealistically Lovable and capable of providing all your needs.
I maginative enough to create a Special World just for you.
K iller Cook, from Exotic Dishes to a tasty Beef Stew! And lastly…
A mazingly care-free and cheerful able to turn any gray sky, BLUE.
I have always, so it seems been obsessed
I know it strange, tis most bizarre I guess.
With the phenomenon of gone awry
And signs and omens God puts in the sky.
And now, Erika in yon atlantic.
Calm resolve and prepping . No need panic.
Over " Bermuda triangle" ever THAT be.
What will you do , we see you in the sea.
This is for you dear sister.
I know sometimes it hurts,
And all you wanna do is cry,
I sometimes don't even know why.
But I know you can do it,
You're stronger than you think you are.
You're feeling so down and hopeless,
And you don't know what to do,
I know how it is to be there,
because everyone has.
These things won't last forever,
Of that you can be sure.
And I'll be sure to love you,
Because that's what sisters are for.
Reading your words,
Makes me wanna cry.
I didn't know that you wanted to die.
Just make sure that you remember,
These tender words forever,
Because I promise you,
My sister true,
That I'll always be by your side.
I love you,
Autumn.
As beautiful as the morning sun,
That rises up- and shines away the dark,
As do you, the shadows of my heart be done,
Illuminating that my which love, embarks,
You are an angel, wings of the brightest white,j.
I do succumb to loves eternal hold,
Bringing bliss in the darkest of night,
Perfect, simply put, truth be it told,
My dear, words expressed cannot fully show,
My everlasting love for you- you alone,
That which I feel, that now you will know,
My heart and my soul, to you has been shown,
Let me express you one last binding words to your heart be true,
I’ll love you forever, this I promise unto you
Sweet Erika I miss not seeing you,
as often as I use to.
I may not tell you how much
I love you, like I use to.
You are my only Grand Daughter
and you are so special to me.
You are still cute as a button,
I am amazed with how grown up you are.
In a few short years you will become
a young woman, I may not live to see it.
Knowing that whatever you decide
to become, success will surely follow.
I want you to know, how proud I am
to be your Grandfather.
Written 4-17-11
Erika Renee, my little child,
you are growing too fast,
seems like yesterday I held
you in my arms, as I rocked
you to sleep.
I remember when you called
me papa in such a cute little way
and the enchanting smile you
gave me and still do.
I remember cute little things
you used to say, like when
I would say, let's go get
some fast food to eat,
you said, why not some
slow food.
I remember when you pretend
to be a doctor, then you
would say, oh, oh, I see some
cat hair.
I remember the day
you were born and
the first time I held you,
how proud I was to
be your grandfather.
Yes Erika Renee,
you are growing up
way too fast, one
thing is certain, I'm
still proud of you.
Loving you more
each day my
little sweet granddaughter,
please don't ever
change.
wrote 2-19-10
for my granddaughter
Erika Renee Foulk
Born March 31, 1999
and will turn 11
on March 31, 2010
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