A Darker Shade Of Grey~
No lofty idealizations-
No honorable chivelry spread
Flickering in the candle light
Are passions words-unsaid;
For we know not why...
That guilt oft' desert's one's mind
Leaving null and void a space-
For musings one simply cannot find;
Revelation's oft' spell the course
Of a hidden footsteps grey path
Bathed in a camoflauge of utter pretense
Masking the Ravens inner wrath;
Utterly driven is he...
Who surmises the world of a wrong? ! ?
His own justice he delivers-
With his riddle-filled dirge droned song;
Alas, no lofty idealizations
No honorable chivelry spread
Alone in the muddy waters of his river
That overflow in his delusion filled head;
The voices haunt him day and night...
All the while restored
Following other's to a T
His dark justice for those abhored;
'Round Robin's Glen
A face appears in God's Light
A warning to all of the wrong in Mother Natures song;
Soon hidden again by the night
Shadows form in the late daylight hours
They follow his every motion
They-the Guardians of the fortified tower...
Keep calm, everyone-his target is the pristine ocean;
By, Theodora Onken
November 23,2012
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Hidden Regions
Hidden regions of the Soul...
Emulate the shine of starry night...
Lending to a curtsy and bow--
The Light flows ever bright;
Aura's teem with glad filled splendour...
A circlet observed 'round messengers head-
Gossemer sings on delicate wings...
In our words oft' left unsaid;
Glory finds its loving grace-
Hidden in regions of ones Soul...
Guidance comes from Divine Inspiration...
Leading to fulfillment of lifes Godly goal;
Gladness beams itself most brillant...
In hidden regions of Souls Domain...
Directing us ever onward--
Far away from evils bane;
poem by Theodora Onken
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Cinnamon Girl~~
Shadows cry in loneliness this day...
As dusk peeks in, for but a short while
No sanctuary for the immigrants of noon-just yet
Soon darkness arrives with no denial;
Barriers border the paths of WRONG now...
Misdeeds legs are sore, cold and bare-
Exhausted from their fugitive life
Feeding on crumbs of self earned despair;
Foolish actions with no conscience made
'Neath the once secure blanket of night
Comes back to haunt the greedy and proud-
Abandoned now, from goodness's sight;
The moon and it's infinite light...
Shines upon the once hidden pathways of crime
Deciphered are the hieroglyphs of the: 'Cinnamon Girl'
Answers arrive at the Aurora of: Daylight Saving Time;
By: Theodora Onken
May 15,2012
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Masquerade's, Aliases and Lies~
Kerri spread her velvet wings
And took to the sky to fly
Into nature and the light that was good
Deep through clouds of the azure sky;
Flying ever so far-far away from
A bird who's sadistic had gotten out of control
Her once battered wings, now mended
As well, as her once tormented soul;
'He was a demon in disguise', she exclaimed
'Cleverly hidden under feathers refined'
'Dangerous, brutal-a female hater'
'So unkind and deranged of mind'
Demented, yes he was so demented
A virtual volcano of record breaking size
With his lava spewing-red hot molten
Well hidden 'neath a bird of preys disguise;
November 5,2012
By: Theodora Onken
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Twister
Blazing 'cross the vales most serene
Came winds of disproportionate means
They clamoured and hammered the scene
With destructive madness ever so keen
Gale force winds pushed ever on
Twisting in conical circles ever so strong
Devastating the vales vast throng
How could Mother Nature do such a wrong?
Bringing forth a question for all to ask
'Tis it Mother Natures atmospheric task?
Or 'tis it a Higher Powers most rightous wrath?
Or a hidden monster hidden behind serenitys mask?
By: Theodora Onken
December 5,2011
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Rescues Question
O' miscreant of envy
Your brevity doth surmount
With your covetous bounty
Careless whisper's they come about
Voices speaking most harshly
Of your deviant debased demands
Carefully designed with scarlett pen
Slaves comply to your most wicked hands
Corrupt you garner that which 'tis not yours
To be exploited at your every whim
Drenched in the greed filled air
Your victims fates seem so very grim
Where oh where are our hero's?
You know the gallant's that save the day
Knight's of Chivelry and their riders
Are they lost in midival yesterday?
(Dedicated to: D. and D. Farr
Merkel-Trent)
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Hidden Voices in the Dark
I hear whispers in the murky corners.
I hear echoes coming out of the shadows.
I hear screams screeching through the dim black.
The hidden voices in the dark.
A son is whispering accept me even if I am gay.
A daughter echo of daddy please doesn’t touch me there.
And a mother screams I did not know.
They are some of the hidden voices in the dark.
In the silence of the night
when all is somber.
That is when my mind’s ear
is tune in to all
The Hidden Voices in the Dark
Let It Be Me
Sticks and stones
Battle zones
A single light bulb
On a single thread for the black
Sirens wail
History fails
Rose-colored glass
Begins to age and crack
While the politicians shadowbox
The power ring
In an endless split decision
Never solve anything
From a neighbors distant land
I heard the strain of the common man
Let it be me
(this is not a fighting song)
Let it be me
(not a wrong for a wrong)
Let it be me
If the world is night
Shine my life like a light
Well the world seems spent
And the president
Has no good idea
Of who the masses are
Well Im one of them
And Im among friends
Were trying to see beyond
The fences in our own backyards
Ive seen the kingdoms blow
Like ashes in the winds of change
But the power of truth
Is the fuel for the flame
So the darker the ages get
Theres a stronger beacon yet
Let it be me
(this is not a fighting song)
Let it be me
(not a wrong for a wrong)
Let it be me
If the world is night
Shine my life like a light
In the kind word you speak
In the turn of the cheek
When your vision stays clear
In the face of your fear
Then you see turning out a light switch
Is their only power
When we stand like spotlights
In a mighty tower
All for one and one for all
Then we sing the common call
Let it be me
(this is not a fighting song)
Let it be me
(not a wrong for a wrong)
Let it be me
If the world is night
Shine my life like a light
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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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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Monster~
I am no longer in need of your denatured quotes
You and those caffeinated eyes
Lingering upon victims of your deplorable
Focusing on their plaintive cries;
Drawing them in for the slaughter
With coiling words of the snakes underground
Rabid, frothing, drooling brutality
Taken, tormented, bound;
Slaves they are to your every demon
Playthings for the ghosts of your fortified tower
All suffocating in the dense of your futile
Oh, savage with utter demonic power;
Riddle me no more with your darkened wisdom
Cast your muddied waters to other foe
Driving you out of my time is my final act
Let your own bloody waters cast their woe;
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Day Of Mourn (Maguindanao Massacre)
11/26
The sun rose early behind the mountains
But never shone its rays on the face of the grieving
Darkness cloaked the land below my feet
Shaken the world with great terror and anguish
11/26
It’s a morn of mourning; a date of grieving
A day to unite and pray, for the departed victims
Come! Join us…… simultaneously, we shall light a candle
Come! Join us……. in unison we shall utter a moment of prayer
Let the candle’s wick burn until justice is serve
Let the grieving souls find tranquility on their grave
Let us all pray for JUSTICE name
Let us all pray and stop this demonic game
Come! Join us…..light a candle for this mournful day
Pray for the victims and make the perpetuators pay
26th of November,2009
poem by Catrina Heart
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Black & white and shades of grey.
The curfew marks the fading of the light.
Now is the time when shadows congregate.
In hidden corners where they wait.
To welcome eagerly the fall of night.
Although by daylight forced to hide from sight.
The fall of darkness sets the shadows free
To go about their business secretly.
The quiet hours when the shadows claim their right.
But dawn will come and with the dawn daylight.
The shadows then are forced to hide away.
Throughout the day, to wait impatiently
Counting the hours until the fall of night.
Though where the shadows hide no man can say
With any degree of accuracy.
Tuesday,07 February 2012
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Nicole Weir
Into this world
Born quiet and sweet.
So gracious and cute
No one can dispute.
Just like her Mother
And she like her Mother before.
Inquisitive, aggressive
But humble whom others adore.
No one can imagine
What her future can bring
But regardless of her problems
I know she will lift her voice
And continue to sing.
A song filled with comfort
A song filled with love.
A song filled with joy
A song filled with peace.
A song from the heart
A song sent from above.
poem by Cecelia Weir
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Dark Path
Follow the Dark Path,
Through the twisted trees
And shadowy hollows
With only a candle to light your way
Let the Faery Queen be your guide
As you embark on a journey
A journey to a hidden realm
Filled with your enchantment
poem by Jessica Millsaps
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My Life
My life has grown ever so long
Over the evergreen to red clay and desert sands
From The Pacific and Puget Sound to Pecos River dry
Covering nearly half of God's great land;
Today, i move in smaller circles...
I am in fine company with the Blue Jay and Wren
Touched and kissed by the Butterfly and Bee...
And fragranced by a Pink Rose, now and then;
Smiling all the while in such brillant light
This Texas sun-simply glows...
But never shall i ever forget the gentle rains that fell
That helped Washingtons evergreen to grow;
And when that day has finally come
That i know life for me is all but done...
I will kiss the Dawn-and embrace the Sunset long
Caress the Night-walk into The Light-as the Creator and i become one!
February 10,2012
By, Theodora Onken
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Count from one to three
Count from one to three and on
In between so many numbers might have gone
Nothing to remember and nothing to be forgotten
Like wealth that has been ill gotten
Life may be passing smooth and easily
Everything may be available readily
Yet there is no happiness on face
Day and night there is rush for mad race
As count may stop one day
You will be simply taken away
Outward journey for never to come back
Leaving behind everything nicely hidden in packs
Seek the contentment when you are in command
Take reasonable approach with honorable stand
In life some wrong is associated and is must
Yet think of supreme authority and trust
It is not happening with you alone
Who ever comes here must be gone
Yet some worthwhile has to be done
How many people die a day but notice is taken of none
poem by Hasmukh Amathalal
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Heart of your Shadow
The Shadows are dark
Can you feel them?
The shadows are hidden
Where did they go?
Can you see it?
The light within the dark?
In hides in the shadows
That one flame
The flickering flame
In the dark
Our hearts
All have a flickering flame
Let that light shine
In the darkest depths
Fear fades with anger and hate
Because of that light
The light lies
In a dark place
Let it shine within
The heart of your shadow
poem by J.T. Derouen
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Dancing? ? ?
Your music 'tis filled with rubatos-
A slow dance gone very wrong-
Surrounded by my guardian angels-
With Gods forgiveness, i sing His Psalms.
His light shining brightly-
His leading of my way-
On the straight and narrow path-
Where Gods children play.
Rumors gone wild for three decades-
Laced with treacherous adjectives-
Believe none of what you hear-
And only a fourth of what you see.
Lost in your music as always-
I am afraid i just cannot follow-
Your tempo 'tis too dark and unforgiving-
A slow dance that is much too hollow.
Empty and yet full of inuendo-
Severe judgement so undeserved-
Your music 'tis filled with rubatos-
Leaving me empty, yet pitifully un-nerved.
Cast your stones unto the wind-
Be not of my joy filled days-
For the darkness living inside of you-
Has burned what feeling i had left for you-
(turned to ashes and blown away)
(Dust In The Wind Of My Life)
1974-2009
poem by Theodora Onken
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This Thing Of Ours
In the twilight of this quiescent moment-
I peruse this thing of ours-
Querying this palpable abtruse connection-
Am i deluded or wrongly perceived by the stars?
Has the universe literally taken me for a ride?
Perhaps upon an illicit comet 'round the sun?
Causing abhorrent disregard for my well being-
Vaporizing in a luminous tail, out west when day is done...?
Convoluted conundrums are borne in the daylight-
All the while under the eye in the sapphire sky-
Sincerity 'tis now a necessity from you-
Flowing tears arrive as raindropps from my green eyes...
Were we really dancing with desire spirited whiteknight?
Back in the the then and there?
Hidden in the shadows of my long lonley night-
As an illusion, like a rainbow, in thin air?
Did we simply love and then vaporize?
'Twas it all an illusion borne of lust?
Or did your motivation run deeper than need?
What happened to our desire and our trust?
The Universe holds the answers of this i am sure-
Hidden behind all the diamond misted stars-
A simple answer replete to over-flow-
Women are from Venus, men are from Mars-
Love and War do not mix at all!
Much as water and oil-
We n'er stood a chance no matter the inclination-
Alas this thing of ours 'twas already foiled
January 2009
Copywrite Theodora Onken
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Goddess~
She comes to you in the ether-
With a come hither look light as the breeze
Awakening you from blessed slumber
She, the Goddess, brings you to your knees;
Oh so helpless you cry..
Your tears as rain drops fall
In utter worship you sing her praises
Utterly taken in by her siren call;
She comes to you as but a gentle whisper
Upon the nights darkened wings
Is she, indeed, a real Goddess?
Or the result of what sweet destiny brings?
'Hark, my beloved, my lady'
'Comest thou from ethers afar'
To dream of you again in sweet slumber
'Tis my ardent hope, my Venus, my star;
By, Theodora Onken
November 15,2012
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Shadows
The rising of the moon wakes up the shadows
and commands them to emerge from the dark.
The daylight shadows are disappearing fast
with the sparrows the dove and the lark.
As always the light makes way for darkness
as it’s chased from night’s time and space.
The dark shapes seek out those of the light,
at this hour there’s no hiding place.
The shadows of the darkness will not submit,
away from the light they’re there.
Instinctively they wait until it’s eerie
then venture where nothing else dare.
After a night of changing shape and haunting
the shadows themselves feel fear.
The daylight is coming up on the horizon
and the night shadows flee and disappear.
poem by Orlando Belo
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