Garrison
Maybe it is him.
Maybe reading him has
Become my new religion.
An exercise into sophistication
And brillance.
But it seems that the wind has
Taken on new meaning.
It now seems ripe with promise...
A fertile awakening-if you will-
A giving birth-so to speak-
With awe so deep that it hurts.
Or that the outside world
Of nature seems to have
Been painted with double and
Triple coats of vivid.
That even the rose garden
And the once drab stones-now glisten.
Such marvels...
All because of him?
Were we meant to take
This walk together?
Embracing every sweet second
With no looking back or
One iota of regret?
Maybe, yes maybe, it is him.
By, Theodora Onken
March 7,2012
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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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Homeward Bound
It was the fragrance of Junes sweetest breeze
The visible garden of two lovers abloom
In the stillness of our forever
Borne: Of Mother Natures womb;
Cascades of rose petals and their velvet
Adorned our majestic-unmade bed
'Twas a ceremony of Summer times homeward
'Twas loves sheer magic filling our heads;
By: Theodora Onken
May 4,2012
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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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And You Are My Everything
You are my everything---
Night whispers in full bloom...
A fragrance garden radiating...
The brillance of the moon...
You are my endless sea--
No river of regret--
My still waters ever deep with thought...
A most brillant sunset...
You are my time within time--
Each moment an hours embrace...
Your tender touch-a necessity...
Your sweet lips upon my face...
You are the longing breath---
Upon my neck and spine...
The ever longed for-caress of my flesh...
A bliss-filled moment in time---
You are my everything--
My daylight reverie--
A thought of love-turned real my dove...
You are my sweetest memory---
The Essence
July,2010
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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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Owen's Street~
Today, basking in the bright sunshine of Texas
Upon this late November day, i feel complete
Embracing hearth and home ever so deeply
Right here, in my home on Owen's Street;
I know, i know, i could have lived in Dallas
Or even in Dorothy's Kansas or Jesting Oklahoma
But, i choose Coolidge as my home sweet home
Although sometimes, i do long to be in Roma;
But all kidding aside, my friends and foe
I do digress, way, way too much
For it is so true, as i, was once without a clue
On this bright November day, i am at last completely in touch;
By: Theodora Onken
November 24,2012
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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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It's About Money Honey
The California deluge overwhelmed me-bad...
Rains of assailing depair
Creating a steamy humidity of heavy ambience
And an Emerald Green Oz-outside-everywhere! ;
You see this had been pre-ordained by the Stars
Pyschic Jill Dahne looked into her crystal ball
Finding crucial answers to decisions about money
A bumpy ride of tempers followed before the calm of it all! ;
It is always calm before the storm or so 'tis said
But the after math can bring a Pot Of Gold, to some, it seems
In a pristine emerald abored garden-Midas touched...
Comes the: Over The Rainbow-Evergreen! ! ! :
Dedicated To: BKC...Of Chico and Olive Grove
We've Got Your Number Honey! ! ! ! ! ! !
By, Theodora Onken
March 6,2012
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~Where Love Grows~
You woke me from my deep sleep-
All slumbered for some time~
Nestled near the shrubs of lavender-
Sound sleep it had been mine~
You ever gently seduced me-
With come-hither eyes~
No need words spoken-
Your body language~
A heart's sweet lullyabye-
Warm and gentle loving calm-
It all came over me~
Tender giving lover-
Purveyor of sweet destiny~
Together we are at last alone-
In the vale of lavender and rose~
Touching one anothers soft-
Velvet petal flesh~
In God's Garden Valley-
New Love- it grows~
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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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Delilah...
She was: Contour and design;
A pristine white configuration of airs-affected;
Drizzled in reds of pretense...
Splashed freckles of disdain marked her;
A hedonist-personified;
Creature comforts and diamond rings hoped for;
Writing her life story-
In mathematical equation that no one understood;
Her heart was of chrome-hardened; callous;
Her Delilah hair suspect;
Her Midas Touch-Gold Plated...
Just another faux gem...
In the wannabe world
Of yesterdays yearnings for-
Celebrity and riches;
By, Theodora Onken
March 8,2012
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The Birth of Spring
The Birth of Spring
By: Adam M. Snow
A birth of Spring brings flowers bloom,
A beauty that reigns from nature's womb;
Bringing forth a new day of yore;
A beauty that reigns forevermore.
Heaving the life of nature to nature,
As the world within matures.
The flowers blooms ever so gracefully,
A Spring sunshine O' so blissfully.
The life of Spring so frail and gentle,
Like a rose or that of lentil.
It is evermore so sweet to wonder,
The scent of Spring would sunder.
And by the night, the stars glisten be,
Spring at it's glory, a song decrees.
A melody so sweet and peaceful to be heard;
The calming voice of nature's word,
That glistens the wind and flowers alike,
Flowing 'gainst the wind like a shrike.
She dance with a melody,
Like a wild felidae;
The petals of roses flows the wind.
I stand here in awe of nature's friend.
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I'll Be Here
For everything you are
For everything you have been
For making my life whole
For awakening life in me again
For being that ray of hope
For giving me faith to carry on
For giving me the courage to fight
Thank you my beloved son!
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Femme Fatale~
Affected by airs of pretense...
Haughty companion of pride
Promises of Rainbows Pot Of Gold
Ruthless designs inside;
Lust 'tis her first choice
As is longings for the finer things...
Pretense of opulence and sophistication
Grasping at the imaginary that it brings;
Her world revolves around sin...
Death is her second favorite friend
Running bare before every man-a conquest?
In hopes of achieving an end! ;
But time has run out for her
She can no longer hide her nympho desire
She would do well to unite with Mr. Carnal
He would surely light her fire;
For he has the riches she is looking for...
With a bonus of Porn, drugs and lust
With him it would be so perfect
For they would not combust from lack of trust! ;
So there would never be a need to boast...
About Christ or things as such
So Femme Fatale climb aboard the Seven Deadly--
No fuss-just your self proclaimed: Midas Touch! ;
By: Theodora Onken
May 10,2012
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Back Alley Wanderings
It's them back alley wanderin's again-
And i got them sneak around blues
Your footsteps on gravel-crackle heavy
Cigarettes with DNA-foot prints from your shoes;
California boys and their raging Redwoods
Just workin' for: The Man-night and day
Coasting along-biding their criminal time in hours
Starlight shimmers upon your shadows at play;
Norhtern Cali leaves an indeliable mark
Just doin' what he says needs done
Always, most always, in pitch dark-
Packing, but not necessarily, a gun;
Would it totally blow ya away, man
If, i told ya-we know who you are and your aim?
Tell ya-back alley wanderin's ain't very smart...
Especially, now that we have the name of your game;
Got me a real bad case of M.S.-
And tell ya-the H.N. is spotlighted glaringly bright-
Wonder just what he'd tell ya to do?
When ya are finally arrested and questioned tomorrow night;
By: Theodora Onken
March 16,2012
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Sewn~
It was a guiltless war of words-
Spent on an island of fear...
Where happiness suffered from relentless shadows
And a ghost from argumentive spheres;
Unnecessary reckless accusations were thrown...
Barefoot and empty of any cover-
A treachery of unchanged opinions-CLEAR! ! !
Carried in by a scorned lover;
It became a startled fire of a whisper...
That was sewn in seams of rumor and regret-
Leaving trails of embroidered tears-
And tons of a lovers monumental debt;
By: Theodora Onken
June 9 2012
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Free
The Summer sunset washes over me
Into a Lily-White brillance i am led
With incredible dancing shadows falling
I make -the Ivy's leaves- my bed;
I lay me down in this Sovereign Nation-
True Aristocrats-they are the night
I sleep myself through- the eboned hours
Slumbering 'til morn's shimmering light;
Oh, to be as free as a bird on the wing
Dressed in the mornings glorious Dawn-
Lifting myself ever gently into the Sapphire Blue
Just a glimpse of fluttering feathers-blink -and i am gone!
By: Theodora Onken
Emily Dickinson my inspiration for this write
October 29,2011
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Remembering Marilyn
Some Liked It Hot
On the set
With Marilyn;
Her sultry
Heavy-lidded eyes
Radiating
Come hither looks;
Her breathless
Whisper of a voice
Still resonates
Yesterdays
Echos in
Madison Square Gardens:
'Happy Birthday Mr. President'
It was to be
Her last song;
By, Theodora Onken
January 29,2012
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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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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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