And They Call You Apollo...
The night beats
It's heart in
Pulsations of rhythm...
Over breathess overtones
Of pent up desire...
Thumping heavily
'Cross heaving breasts...
And longing tongues
Of sheer antiscipation...
The taste of you-relentless
In it's longing...
You-'A Gift Of The Muses'
Their most splendid creation
...And they call you: 'Apollo'...
Dedicated to the Mythical God Of:
Medicine, Poetry and Beauty-
Originally written: September 7,2009
Repost Date: November 27,2011
By: Theodora Onken
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The Haunting~
Today you can find her
Wallowing in cognizant desire
Her heart beats all but spent
In a lost and dying fire;
Too many hours of wasted longing lost
Once the hopeless romantic, she's now gone
Always loving the wrong ones
This her, ill-fated siren song;
Shameful needs had all but once consumed her minds eye
Only remnants of her torn heart remain
Driving her to points of hope in the sky
Only rusted memories of yesterdays pain;
Today all but covered in the dust of nevermore
Yet remembrance of her youth still tease
She remains haunted by the love of long before
These thoughts still bring her to her knee's;
By, Theodora Onken
November 23,2012
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Erotica
Oh her symmetry...
Her absolute perfection!
Her voice a gentle purr
Her breath-a floral garden
Her heart- a mystery overflowing...
Eyes filled with heavens reflections;
Barefoot-she walks this evening...
Unafraid of the shadows lurking...
Fearless abandon-carries her
Swept up by desires wanton flames;
A daughter-of the night she is...
Jewels of unadulterated beauty adorn her
As she slowly dissolves into
The total rapture of lusts longing call
Where the flesh knows no boundaries
And where Erotica makes its permanent home!
By: Theodora Onken
April 15,2012
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Of Tomorrow (Waiting? ?)
'Antiscipation' isn't that a Carly Simon song?
It needs to resolve itself into an answer... 'NOW'...
And as surely as it comes around......
'Tomorrow' 'twil hide 'neath a: 'Broken Bough';
From a barren-half-broken down Oak Tree-
Somewhat ravaged by the ICE-chill of 'Fall' air......
It hides 'Tomorrow' from 'Todays' 'Glaring Vulture Eyes'-
They're waiting, they're waiting: 'on things that they think:
'Death Might Share'............
'Antiscipation' it does more than frustrate their minds...
As a falling 'Leaf'-borne upon the dying Earthen Ground-
'Tis 'Yesterday' it speaks, in weak graven tones-
And 'Tomorrow' 'tis the: 'Shadows of Yesterdays Found'
.The Essence
.November 13,2009
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What Is This Longing In Me?
What is this longing in me
This desire this sadness
This longing
For what?
For Beauty?
For what is no longer here?
For something higher farther deeper beyond?
For Love?
What is this longing this wanting in me
For what has no name?
And why do I feel
In the longing itself
The missing and the having at once?
As if somehow beyond all I am
Somehow and somewhere else
Whatever it is which should be most truly loved
Exists and waits for me.
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Final Rest
Somewhere in the dessert
She sits alone
Totally unraveled
To strings of past desire
In antiscipation of an oasis
Peeking into the sand
She sees his face
Absolute reflection of her need
A bouquet of hues of longing
Turns softly into the here and now
Her fragile woven existance
Weaves love into tender feelings
But 'tis it just a tale she has
Penned in vain?
Her desire 'tis uncovered
Chillingly into the reality of an
Ice covered dawn
She is able to remember
A lovelier time
Brief yet gentle
When her young world danced
And laughed and her joy was
Everywhere
But in kneeling now
At this most sad hour
Her winter season of life
She ignites her tears
In effigy
A lost and smoke filled
Offering
To her lonely and broken
Destiny
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DownFall
It was that equation of wild love--
That was the beginning of our end;
Undone and spiriling...
In coils of antiscipation;
Where anxiety hitches a ride--
And congruity has taken its leave;
Senses of 'common' disappear...
Lost behind remanants of stoic...
Making difficult the choices--
That fly over our heads landing field...
And disappear into this abyss...
That you call life;
The Essence
September,2010
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Were YOU?
Were you waiting?
Last night?
For my arms to hold you?
For my tongue to engage you?
Stroking your longing neck...
With passions insane licks...
Were you waiting?
Last night?
For my bosoms full extent...
Pressed up against your longing body?
Raising the tingle from ever so slight...
To a driven vibration...?
Were you waiting?
Last night?
To appease your appetite?
Your unsated hunger?
That lingers between your thighs?
That has been left standing at command?
Last night...
Were you waiting?
For me...?
For you...?
For we...?
Were you?
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October 6,2010
The Essence
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Word Flame
...Writhing in untamed delight...
I sear your name
...A brand 'cross the fence of my heart...
Scorched and rendered in
Your Flame
...Gravitating towards your longing noun
I've compiled loaded verbs just
For You
...In the heat of passion's vocabulary...
Coraled and harnessed
...Awaiting Our Ride For Two...
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Rider
Look at the shades of purple, brown and blue..
Oh, these colours how they do lift?
Me-riding along-just singing my song?
Sometimes, i was treated as if, i was my fathers gift!
Now 'twas said: 'some gifts are given'
And: 'some are saved for a rainy day'
But that was said decades and decades ago
Lots and lots of time has since passed away;
Now, i never understood covetous enemies
These people and their Barristers who all but beg
Secretly after what is not theirs and never will be
After all of these years, still after someones nest egg!
**Rider-An addition or amendment to a document
Dedicated to: Fear, Climb, My Rainy Day Girl and My Love.
And The Golden State.
By, Theodora Onken
December 31,2011
PS. 'FIVE' boys will be boys won't they? ? ? ? ?
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Love Song
Spirited in my own shadow
Soul braced against a brick wall
A collective symphony of musical
Sonnata's
Echo and reverberate your
Sweet call
Transported in subtle ecstacy
An open gate to Eden invites
Uncovered now all of the veils
Of ebon that blanketed the night
Melodic harmonies
Fragrance of lavender air
Blow's softly 'cross your gentle face
Exuberance and sheer rapture
Exudes the fire of long overdo embrace
Long overdo we so inspire ourselves
And dictate the keys of our care
Subtle yet tangible feelings
Tingle us into moments of aware
Hold me forever in your loving arms
And caress my heart with your song
Be gentle upon my moisted longing
Skin
Come hither beloved
As with me
'Tis where you belong
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The Whole Of It
Life 'tis but a vapor-
Heart and mind-as a star-
Body-a living dust-
Soul-energy from afar-
Complex in continuity-
A gathering of all parts-
Giving us our own idenity-
Ruled always by ones own heart-
By, Theodora Onken
December 17,2011
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The Longing Is The Heart Of The Poem
THE LONGING IS THE HEART OF THE POEM
The longing is the heart of the poem
The longing for so much
Which will never be again-
The longing to be young again
To love again
In a true and deep way-
The longing for all the times and people
Who are not
And never will be again-
The longing which tells me again and again
How much we lose in merely living
How deep and rich life is
In time and ways and people
Beyond our ever remembering and recollecting fully-
The longing is for so much that is gone
For so much that will never be again-
Life itself is a longing for life itself
And life goes beyond itself in so many ways-
All the longing all my longing
Will never bring it back
even that
which is always here.
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Everything
Tonight
'Neath a silken moon
Bathed in
Texas starlight
You came to me
Upon a
Whispering breeze
Out of love
Offering only
Everything
Little did
You know
Buried in
My longting heart
That you
And only
You
My darling
Beyond any
Shadow of
Any doubt
Are Everything
To me
Theodora Onken
February 22,2012
Dedicated To: My Husband
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Solar Wake
Day awoke with a lazy yawn
But with nary a delay
Greeted the rain as it gently fell
Upon this Green Leaf World we call today;
So ready to complete its hours
While the rain continued in degrees
Glistening upon the Peony- moist
And the saddened Willow Trees;
As the day woud have it-flourishing
It grew more and more alert
Opening up to a certain sorrow shed
As the time flies- away from all hurt;
At last-the sky clears its weary clouds
Thereby chasing the grey away
But the wisdom of this changeable day
Has asked the Sun to come out and play;
November 21,2011
By: Theodora (Theo) Onken
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Red
O' such sweet surrender
As our time together 'tis nigh
Awaiting your eyes of loves Holy Baptism
And your ever gentle sighs;
For i am lost in the vermillion
Of your lips scintillating kiss
Enamoured by the coiling of your fingertips
And totally rapt-in a most Heavenly Bliss;
For in your arms i am complete
Our Together- i deem as 'Divine'
We are consecrated-my beloved
Hence, an absolute communion of our hearts and mind;
November 27,2011
By: Theodora (Theo) Onken
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Will You?
Will you lay down beside me?
Will you promise me the moon?
Will you caress my needy skin?
Will come to me very soon?
Will you gently take me
To another place-another time?
And will you then embrace
This shattered heart of mine?
Will you tenderly undress me?
And run your fingers everywhere?
Will you touch my longing breasts
And remove my hidden despair?
Will you take me totally in?
Enter you as one into me?
Removing all doubts or questions
Of: ' If this was meant to be'
Will you truly promise
To return here for more?
Raising hopes of my loving you
Who my heart completely adores
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The Dance
I shall dance before him this night-
Wrap him up in my spin and swirl...
Call unto him with my writhing-come hither-
Step, step him into my dancing whirl;
I will Tango deep inside of his psyche...
Cha-Cha my way into his heart-
Endear him with my dip and twirl ever softly-
And sustain him with my Art;
I shall waltz into his private space this night...
And take him totally by surprise...
Swing step him into my longing soul-
Steady dancing with him 'til the sunrise;
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Needs~
She looks at him with guiless eyes
Totally absorbed by his robust build
Her mind conjuring up a virtual mix
Of heated scenario's
Bathed in effluent heat
She simmers-transfixed;
His moistened lips beckon her
Reduced to her knees by desire
Pleasing him becomes the only
Equation that makes any sense
The longing reaches
Heightened cresendo's
This night will be theirs
Yes, this night is their forever
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Crank
You enter people uninvited and without permission
Sneaking yourself on in
Through laced water supplies
Oh, all the places you've been;
The anger and agitation are nothing
For with you it is much-much worse
Violence to ones internal organs
Are in dire need of a doctor and nurse;
You work so insidiously in the brain
Upon it's nerve center you just thrive
Put up a poster for you in the Doctors lab
In giving my sample, i added: Wanted Dead Or Alive! ! ! ~
By: Theodora Onken
June 29,2012
Dedicated to: The Tilbrooks
Dedicated to: Tall T
Dedicated to: Really Cold Cheese Cake
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Poetry To Me
What is poetry to me- it is words of beauty-words of life
Words of love, pain and sacrifice.
Words of showing and growing and needing and feeding
Words of hope and despairs, wanting and cares.
Poetry takes you into the minds of mankind
From days of old to the present time.
Poetry takes you on trips that you've never been before
And opens up every door.
Poetry becomes a longing, a want, a desire, a need
On which your mind must feed.
It becomes a life within itself
And takes you to the heavens and down to hell.
Poetry becomes a flaming desire
And only writing can put out this fire.
I call it my passion while others say it's my obsession
Yet! No matter what they may think or say
Poetry is here to stay.
So many different types of poetry
For the different minds 'you see'.
You will always find one that will give you meaning
From a loving heart to one that's bleeding.
Jump on the bandwagon and take a hold
For with poetry ' life unfolds'.
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