Devastation
The swollen river raged
To well over its banks
Swallowing up shoulders
Of Grass
In the late afternoon
Of yesterday
When the sullen skies
Wept a torrent of rain
And the Earth trembled
In near panic
Enduring the strength
Of the winds unforgiving
Gales
Recoiling from the
Infinite thunder
Totally shaken from
The spirals of lightening
And ever so desperate
Trying to adapt to:
The Tempest that is you
By: Theodora Onken
April 7,2012
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Burdens Eased
Carrying the broad shoulders of the world---
This afternoon reveals the tirades of rain...
In absolute wonder of the mysteries borne...
In awe of the unknowns and its cutting pain;
Raging 'tis the thunder and lightening spurned...
Circling in eternal winds that will not pass...
Even insects run for cover-removed from continual hover--
Hidden neatly 'neath the green blades O' grass;
These shoulders are oft' overwhelmingly heavy-
But as sisters of this Mother Earthed clan--
We are able to find enough grace-in this weighted place--
Mended with haloes of love we forever stand! ;
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Lost
It was a restless wind that took her
In ever wakeful gales blowing
Blanketed by swollen clouds of rain-building
And an angry thunder ever growing;
Unfolding in perfectly stitched sheets pelting
Embroidered in the lightenings porcelain flash
A tempest entwined in threads of past emotions static
With no salvation-came the unforgiving Thunders crash;
Alas, no survivors of this storm
Lost in the mystery of the unknown Deep
No reprieve-no illusions tossed
'Neath fathoms-came the endless sleep;
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Moonshine & Things Divine~
Come lazy day moonshine...
Ima risin' upon the rollin' river long
Collectin' moments of sunshine on it's banks
Singin' me a happy days song;
Country winds they are a callin'
Blowin' deep from the rural west
Old highways are laid out in ribbon's
Promisin' destinations quest-the best;
Comin' lazy day moonshine...
Drinkin' that lightenin' strong brew
Comin', yah, ima comin' down this windy road
Yah, ima comin, yah comin' home to you;
By, Theodora Onken
November 23,2012
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Mo0nshine & Things Divine~
Come lazy day moonshine...
Ima risin' upon the rollin' river long
Collectin' moments of sunshine on it's banks
Singin' me a happy days song;
Country winds they are a callin'
Blowin' deep from the rural west
Old highways are laid out in ribbon's
Promisin' destinations quest-the best;
Comin' lazy day moonshine...
Drinkin' that lightenin' strong brew
Comin', yah, ima comin' down this windy road
Yah, ima comin, yah comin' home to you;
By, Theodora Onken
November 23,2012
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Broken
Forgiveness comes at a cost
An ocean of tear filled days
Entwined in the banners of once love
Fighting battles of our tired ways;
Stars of truth are left to remember
As footprints of yet another time
Reflecting the bleeding Rose of broken love
And the theater where you were once mine;
Unfolding now- all of the years
Swollen in lost loves bitter refrain
Anguish knows no other words
As sorrow remembers only the pain;
By: Theodora Onken
April 7,2012
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Taken
It was an afternoon of lasting impressions
Surrendering to a make-shift sun
Surrounded by whirlpools of sheer lust
Chained to the desires of one;
Helpless and voiceless vunerability
Lingered, as if, in a strangers tether
Unprepared for a feast of risque
And a banquet of unearthly pleasure;
Taken prisoner forcibly...
Kidnapped by the forces of a darker place
Madness conspired to have its lecherous way
But 'twas saved by His Amazing Grace!
By: Theodora Onken
April 12,2012
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Delight...
It was a Summer of laughter
Of wooded fragrance
Of the oceans deepest blue
And the shorelines pure alabaster
Mingled in reveries of sweet joy and you
And as destiny would have it
What seemed like a lifetime, of love,
Unlike we two ever knew!
By: Theodora Onken
April 12,2012
Dedicated to: My Husband
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SpringUp
T'was quite quaint you see-
The way the Sun warmed the trees-
Which had chattered endlessly-
From an unforgiving Northern freeze;
All of the warm and cozy...
Gave way to a most joyous Dawn...
Why even the Garden embraced the Sun-
And the blades of grass grew green upon the lawn;
The Tulips began to rise through the sod...
Along with the Daffodils and their Yellow blaze-
All embracing the longed for warmth...
Of the Sunshines new Spring days;
T'was quite quaint really, you see-
The way the Sun warmed the trees...
Which had chattered almost endlessly-
Throughout the Winters most unforgiving freeze;
Written for: Earth Day-April 22,2010
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Storm
The inclement night raged--
Against the uneven pulse of the city-
Tearing down its bastions...
The night terrors ravaged...
In thunderous overtones--
Black skies turned gray
Sky broken by hail--
Lightening strikes twice
In its own oblivious
Unmerciful claps--
At last finding the calm...
Agosto is waiting Ismael;
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Mother Nature's Fall Dress
Mother Nature's Fall Dress
The wind came up and started to blow
A sky filled with dark and rain coming slow.
Trees swaying touching the ground
The rain still coming but now surrounds.
Lightening slashing the fabric of the sky
Exposing the vestigial virgins, colorful eye.
The river was in a tourmoil with patches of wake
Falls first weather and summer heat to break
The wind picking up almost to a gale
Thunder and lightening with enough rain to fill a pail.
I sit among nature's eventual force
Wind, lightening and dark clouds; of course.
More white caps on the river below
In a few short months we will call them snow.
The butterfly with flapping wings in haste
Wind takes no excuse for being late.
Disneyland could put on a replica of this endeavor
Wind, rain; thunder and lightening and be very clever.
10-28-05 Aho speaks.
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~ Target ~
As if colliding in a causeway of disbelief
Today, betrayal showed her ugly face
In the daylight of myself alone and falling
I am forced to examine your undeserved grace;
Panic had nearly forced my hand, yesterday
On the who, what, when and where stage
Your life ROLES are real mood shakers
Bringing forth in me, a silent rage;
You are turning out to be my winter of undoing
In a world where my faith had again to begin to grow
Chilled to the marrow of my bone by icicle. slicing
Closing my VOICE as your night wind begins to blow;
You are not my cup of coffee
She is not my freckled-orange haired amazon friend
The two of you truly deserve one another
I will not be your means to an ends;
By, Theodora Onken
December 3,2012
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Mother Natures Fall Dress
The wind came up and started to blow
A sky filled with dark and rain coming slow.
Trees swaying touching the ground
The rain still coming but now surrounds.
Lightening slashing the fabric of the sky
Exposing the vestitial virgins colorful eye.
The river was in a turmoil with patches of wake
Falls first weather and summer heat, to break.
The wind picking up almost to a gale
Thunder and lightening with enough rain to fill a pail.
I sit among natures eventual force
Wind, ligntening and dark clouds of course.
More white caps on the river below
In a few short months we will call them snow.
The butterfly with flapping wings in haste
The wind takes no excuse for being late.
Disneyland could put on a replica of this endeavor
Wind, rain, thunder and lightening and be very clever.
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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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Natures Firefly
Fireflies in the rose garden
Evenings cover a blanket of black
Locked securely over the galaxy
To the moon and all the way back;
Mirrored in the storms images
Dancing in droplets before my eyes
Unfolding in a glimmer-shimmer...
Are the brillant fireflies;
Hovering over a moistened leaf...
Lightening flashes upon shadowed lanes
Near to the lakes showered landing...
Come fireflies in the rain;
By: Theodora Onken
December 14,2011
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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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DayBreak~
Alas, sunsets of vermillion poppies pass too quickly
As breaking nigh-a Blueberry Dawn
All fresh-faced in cloudless blankets
Comes the sun dressed in her lemon yellow gown;
The meadow larks sweet choir teases us-gloriously
As daylight opens up her beautiful eyes
Visuals can be seen for miles and miles
Through the Blueberries deepest of skies;
Magical time frames of sheer wonder
Embrace Mother Earth's sublime divinity
Wrapping her up in wonderous splendour
For but, a mere, Eternity;
By, Theodora Onken
November 29,2012
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Asking more
Whole body is asking more,
Never had it happened this before?
No lament and feel so sore,
May have some reasons therefore,
It is generating more heat,
Whole body demand something,
Nothing is in scarce but still seeks,
Feeling inside feeble and weak,
May be it has not fully rained,
Not poured with strength and drained,
In time of need always abstained,
Leaving behind worry and pain,
Not a slight or slow rain drops will do,
I am wanting then is also true,
But why it is so desperate? Have no clue,
Eyes up in sky to see could blue,
Only full rain with tremendous force,
Lightening, thunder with wind of course,
Strike at body with complete passion,
Not to be told but, it is frank admission,
Not a body but earth to long,
Ready to embrace with sultry song,
Whole area to come on with green grass,
Show for self and world its class,
Rain in short is the only answer,
Will come in force to enlighten soul,
Complete happiness with cool shower,
Body too may feel with shower fewer,
So time is answer and timely change,
One should adapt and timely arrange,
Nature responds with exact time and arrives,
It is we only be impatient and connive?
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April Showers
It is the season of new beginnings...
Spring removes her winter robe
And fades into rainbows of hope;
The sun shines its headlights into April-
And in the garden the effluent scent
Of multiple blooms delights the nose;
The naked trees are no longer bare
Clothed in egg shell, pink and green.
Now entertaining the sometime visit
Of the butterfly and bee;
Showers are but a necessity
Splashed to chase the thirst away
They are never maudlin weeping tears
But always fall on purpose
For they help to bring
Even more blossoms to May;
Dedicated To: 'Betty'...AKA- - - - - - -
Remembering 1978
August: Seattle Times
And what you said:
'Emily took off like a big bird
For L.A. and Australia
But you had better get your
Umbrella's out as she is
Flying back in the spring...'
I did fly back in the Spring
Of 1979...for my fathers last
Two heart attacks and death.
Heart attack in April and last
One in May... and then he passed!
We will always wonder how
You knew that i would be
coming back in April
When even the doctors did
Not know!
By: Theodora Onken
April 9,2012
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Reflections
I am a silhouette
In the mirrors of your mind
The scent of a woman
Upon silken sheets sublime;
I come to you in silence
For a season with passion defined
Leaving you with my fragrance
Of once upon a Spring time;
By, Theodora Onken
March 4,2012
Dedicated To: My Husband
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Full Bloom
Infatuated by her fragrance...
And the apples of her cheeks
She drew him in as a moth to a flame;
In a garden-where only lovers arms embrace;
Near a pond-where mirrored bodies reflect;
Entwined in the emerald tendrils of grass
Only the breeze knows of their splendor;
Summer is like a never ending fire-you know...
Where reckless abandon-never sleeps
But stirs-wide awake-as the summer sun at high noon;
By: Theodora Onken
March 14,2012
Dedicated to love and lovers everywhere.
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