Overwhelmed II
I bid adieu to my wandering mind-
For i must focus on today...
Caught in between the rise and fall of wellness
And its various shades of grey;
No mediocre moments to hold me
The mundane has taken its leave
I am lost, and emersed at full attention
While, in my heart, i continue to grieve;
Its an unhappy ending that breaks me
Hopeless and helpless-i find no ease
No answers forthcoming in this situation
I come undone in the freeze;
For the Winter of life has come calling
Blanketing me with heavy despair
As if buried alive in an avalance of worry
Nothing to hope for-not even the wing of a prayer;
December 7,2011
By: Theodora Onken
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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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Post Script
This starless night breaks open -once again-
Through a cumbersome chilled breeze...
My windowsill 'tis laced with ice chips
And glazed-frozen branches are left upon the trees;
Our embers once aglow...so warm...
In yesterdays fire-are now- long gone-
'Twas like the Summer in mid Winter-wasn't it?
Alas, 'twas deaf and blind to all of your wrong;
By, Theodora Onken
December 31,2011
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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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Amber Mist
An imigrant of Dawn, i rise-
I search the roses and trees for thee-
Comes Spring and Summer joy of Love-
Where warmer shadows hide the last freeze...
A sanctuary of green paints itself free-
Comes the dusks past twilight all-
The brick wall with Autumns climbing ivy-
With two mysteries remaining-
The Amber Mist and Black Rose Of Fall...
Answers are not forthcoming-
Insidious and hidden in times past-
The seasons of blustering winds comes calling-
All leaves from the trees are cast...
Succumbing in days to the chill-
The Amber Mist and Black Rose decay-
Irrevelant now in this day and time-
For Winter White has gotten his way...
April 12,2009
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Conundrum
I was sandwiched in between days of Fall...
While the Worlds classroom learned...
Covered in a pile of rotten leaves-uninciteful! ! !
Soon to be placed in a bonfire to burn;
Helpless-so-utterly-helpless-i screamed...!
Though the brisk Northern wind drowned me out...
Caught in a most distressing circumstance...
And filled to the crisp with doubt;
Around me the self-blazing Mums continued to grow-
Why-they just seemed to October thrive!
But i was helplessley sanwiched between Fall days...
With each hour-feeling less alive;
Fearful of the bonfire soon to be set...!
And the not too far off Winter cold...
I prayed to the Light to help in my fight...
And for release into the Sweet Autumns Gold;
Miracle of miracles came after my heart felt prayer-
For the now calmed wind-it set me free...
Out into the open earth and into the Worlds classroom...
That is now where you can find me;
For it is better late than never...
To learn about this life that we live...
One season away-from final decay
With still so much to give;
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Left Over
I am like the left over stew
You know-from the day before?
My flavor has become deeper
But who really wants more?
Think about that question
Peruse your overwhelming appetite
Chew on all of your choices
'Out of mind-when out of sight? '
Put back in the refrigerator
After a five day chill-i shout
Would you even hear my screams?
Or turn a deaf ear-and throw me out?
By, Theodora Onken
December 21,2011
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A Summer Elegy
The flowers are now shattered
Their thorns bleed the rose
A Basket full of withered Daisies
Where the wild sunflower still grows;
'Tis a backfall of listless last days
Oh, the grey simply swallows you
Gone are the blistering days of Summer
As Autumns amber breaks in anew;
The shadows growing e'er longer
Gold and russet leaves fly away
Surounded by temporary graves for the Tulip
No where for the Meadow Lark to play;
The morn ' air carries its crispness
While the dew, too soon, becomes frost
Woeful cries stir from all of Nature
In mourning, for Summer Days, now lost;
November 2,2011
By: Theodora Onken
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Now And Then
It's a sweet mystery of life...
How you decrease the distance
Between two points
By swallowing my smiles
Devouring my words
Sparking endorphins
Coaxing bits of sensuality
Out of thin air
Then handing them to me
With love
Suddenly
Life tastes sweeter...
December 1,2011
By: Theodora (Theo) Onken
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Helpless
There is a town in north ontario
Dream comfort memory despair
And in my mind I still need a place to hide
All my changes were there
Blue blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
Big birds flying across the skies
Casting shadows in our eyes
Leave us helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
Helpless helpless helpless
Blue blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
They leave us
Helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
Helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless helpless helpless
Helpless helpless they leave me now
(neil young)
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The Faces Of Winter~
Anguish put on it's Winter face-
It's icy story embroidered into the snow
A brocade of cold that chilled to ones bone
A compassionless season where the sorrow just grows;
Falling through it's window pane of time...
Anguish laid down it's blanket of white
No sleet-only the harsh sting of cold
You know-that cutting winter bite?
You'd swear that it was slicing into you...
Through the darkest of the skies Winter grey-
Anguish put on it's Winter face
And brought a blizzard of sheer despair my way! ;
By: Theodora Onken
June 29,2012
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Getting Through
I know my heart is shattered into a million pieces
I know I've lost something valuable, precious and irreplaceable
I know there will be days when I will cry and break and hurt
But I know too that I am strong enough to get through this
My soul has cried many tears that have failed to heal my aching heart
My mind has screamed many thoughts that have failed to ease my inner pain
All thats left now is to rise up, be strong, sit with the loss and the pain and work through it
For the only way out is through - i can't jump over it or go around it - I have to go through it
I will come out on the other side a wiser, happier person
I will not sit and dwell on this loss and pain
I will grieve, it is necessary, but I will not focus all my attention on the pain
Instead I will focus my attention on getting through it, on looking forward at the bright lights ahead
The world cannot consist only of pain and misery, I refuse to believe that
I will find happiness and joy and cling to every little bit of it with all the strength I have
I will be whole and loved again
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Advent
It was in the Dawn of new beginnings
In a field so full of you
Armoured bouquets of Love
Covered by Heavens baby blue;
There was this kind of magic
That took my breath clean away
And carried it to a field-wild
Where ony Lovers can play;
A bed was made of babies breath
Prepared for our 'afterglow' sleep
It was there in that field-full of you
That we sowed sweet memories to keep;
By: Theodora Onken
Dedicated to: D. Peretti, Kay Vandersanden,
And Sharon Barr
December 1,2011
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Solutions
The evening wrapped herself
Neatly around my inquisitive mind
Dimming somewhat
The well-used Sun-light of day
My all-inclusive search light
For the answers
To the questions
Enigma's that have weighed
Ever heavy upon my
Usually keen psyche
Answers are not forthcoming
As they toy with my sensibilities
Playing hide and seek
With my mind
Skipping around the gist of the matter
Going around in circles
Loosing me in a quagmire
Of who, why and where
The Moon is of no help
Hidden behind clouds
As i struggle
As the blind leading
The blind
So lucky that i
Can read the braille
Of the other Stars
Whose secrets
Are exposed when
Raised to my
Birdseye view
At last answers so true
Of the why, where and who
Underneath The Umbrella
1974-2010
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Treasure N Time
O' treasure of my heart simply linger...
Where sweet memories have gone astray
For, i need desperately to see your image-
Through these lost neurons of yesterday;
Your absence leaves such an abyss
Nothing to grasp in this void called living
I am dying a thousand little deaths daily...
No return for the love i am giving;
Treasure of my heart remind me
How to be ever so humble in my need
Splash your image 'cross my psyche
I shall follow where ever you lead;
I have missed you ever so deeply...
And my hours are filled with unending fears-
The clock of life 'tis ticking rapidly
The second hand 'tis spent with my tears;
December 4,2011
By: Theodora (Theo) Onken
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My Despair Comes And Goes
My Despair comes and goes
It is not the ultimate despair,
The despair of those who have forever lost hope
The despair of those who have lost what they never will regain
The despair of those for whom there is no way out
No way to begin again
No hope in any way forever
My Despair comes and goes
It is a small Despair compared to many others
When I am in it of course
I believe it like theirs Hopeless forever hopeless
But then a new day begins,
Or a friendly voice says a friendly word
Or something good and positive happens
Or the weather changes
Or some hurt goes away
Some sign comes
And slowly slowly
I am not there anymore.
My Despair comes and goes
It is not the worst Despair
Not yet-
Yesterday I was in Despair
Today I am almost already not
I pray my writing this
Will help some despairing reader feel
They too will hope again.
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Heavy Heart
Heavy heart think of yesterday
And you're torn apart
Thinking of the ways it was easier to smile
More than today love grew wild
Heavy heart like a perfect stranger
You make it hard
Taking all the blame - still you hear the sound
Calling your name - troubles coming down
Too heavy
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
It's just like you to take it all so far
Then you feel abused and wonder who you are
Everything you've done - anything you start
Can turn and run
Ain't it true - it's only just a stage
Gotta give it room - start an empty page
Get back in the game - but do it your way
You don't have to play so heavy
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
When your heart is strong it leads you on
But when it breaks you
It devastates you for so long
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
Turn it around
It's pressing me down
Heavy heart
This time I find
It weighs on my mind
Heavy heart
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If Tomorrow Never Comes
The night 'tis long and forboding...
Its blackness blankets my mind-
Weakness surmounts as sorrows accounts...
For the bleak questions and answers i find;
Dizzying night swirls into the throb-
That 'tis pulsating inside of my head-
While the candle in my soul 'tis dimming out low...
And i wonder if i am nearly dead;
Illness 'tis but a dis-ease...
An unease of all once working parts...
Eaten alive by super cells that survive...
While tearing to pieces my fragile heart;
If tomorrow never comes for me...
If i am swallowed up by a malignant night...
And all evils of the day have come my way-
Let it be known-that i didn't leave without a fight;
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Changes
Can you hear it calling in the wind?
Winters chilling sigh?
Howling brisk icy waves
Over freezing days she cries;
Winter will soon leave her fingerprints
Everywhere in the snow
White noise will loom in the atmosphere
It's eerie silence shall grow;
Comes the world at a standstill
Perilous roads-difficult to drive
Sparrows bearing the icy lace
With the thaw they will survive! ;
Tree branches weighted heavy
With many a bough to break
It's a white frosted Mother Earth
Frozen pond-once a lake;
Resting or in mourning -for losses
Repose or utter despair...
Longing for the energy of the Springtide
And the arrival of warmer April air;
Oh yes, and the rain showers-refreshing
Along with the glorious sun
Bringing about a rebirth-of Mother Earth
With the flora & fauna-new life now begun;
By, Theodora Onken
February 17,2012
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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!
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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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Cold Front
The white noise truly haunts me
So chilled by varying degrees...
Covered in the frost of days of old-
Much like the ice covering the trees;
Lending no warmth to our bones nor marrow-
No where to build that: 'Proverbial Fire'
Hypothermia 'tis quick to always set in...
Longing for the gentle heat of Summers Inspire;
Long gone 'tis my Muse of warmer circumstance...
Of back when my days were filled with sunshine-
Yes, back in the day-when Summer -was the only way-
Back then-when you and the world were mine;
Today, i am chilled to the very bone and the marrow...
In silent repose, i now simply wait--
For the thaw of Winter to melt into Spring...
I await, the questionable degrees of my fate!
By, Theodora Onken
December,2011
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