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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Flying Away?

i like to see the image of a lone bird flying away from me
two steady wings carrying a very light body of blue feathers
a kingfisher flying away against the morning sun
moving nowhere getting farther until it becomes a blue dot
dissolving in the distance that your eyes can no longer see

i sometimes like to think i am that bird flying away
from where i am
because this place is sad and cruel
i like to fly away
to leave everything behind me and then simply forget
and make new beginnings
as easy as that

sometimes however i ask myself:
where shall i go?
nowhere?
just nowhere?
where is nowhere?

just fly away and go
and leave and

then what?
i ask myself these real questions
calling for rational answers
begging
that i be reasonable enough with my life
and the life of others
who also depend
on me

it is not an easy stuff,
just flying away to nowhere and destruct
everything i build here:
a nest, an odor of familiarity,
a sense of home
(though sad and cruel)
a name for myself
a reputation
a family history
an ancestral domain

shall i go then and be foolish?


i am not a bird, i am a man
that is a very serious existence apart from those feathery wishes and dreams
with responsibilities, i have no wings just arms, i have no feathers
but this body

i am not just a bird, i have a soul
and so i decided to stay

with you.

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I Won't Fly

I'm just a little bird
but I've got wings
like the wings
of an eagle.

I can fly high
higher than the clouds
but I won't fly
because I want to walk with you
under the sun
or even under the rain.

I'm just a little bird
but I've got wings
like the wings
of an eagle.

I can fly high
but, I won't fly
and will never spread my wings
as long as I have
...your love.

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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;

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Fly Away

Spread your wings
Flying over frozen mountains
Crystal rivers and geizer fountains
????
Float with the breeze and cross seas to shores
Deserts, cactus, and tumbleweed
Irish meadows and fields of green
Glide through cities of brick and stone
Broken arrows of ancient roan
Fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Won't you come fly with me?
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Everybody
Haunted woodlands, forbidden trails
?????
Castle halls, underwater falls
Pyramids crumble when nature calls
Skies of blue become black with stars
Lightning bugs kept within jars
Sand moves slowly through the hour glass
Wings spread, we can all fly last
Everybody come and fly away
You must believe that you can fly away
Spread your wings and come and fly away
Just believe that you will fly away
Rock will melt, coal crystalize
The clouds and skylines materialize
Wings spread take flights over northern lights
Wolves howl over blood-red moonlit nights
We're Kings and Queens within our dreams
The sky rains down into ruby rings
Oceans river lakes and ponds
Lions unicorns birds and ???
Fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Won't you come fly with me?
Come on and fly with me
Come on and fly with me
Everybody
Martians travel to the land of Mecca
Atlantis hidden deep under forever
Iceland golden tombs of pharoah kings
Rainbows trickelin diamond rings
Voices cry now echo carries
Angels dance with the cryptic fairies
Gates of Afterlife open swiftly
Stay if you wish...
But come fly with me
Everybody come and fly away
(fly with me, come on)
You must believe that you can fly away
(we could fly together, come on)
Spread your wings and come and fly away
(fly with me, come on)
Just believe that you will fly away
(we can fly together)
I'm hoping your imagination (imagination)
Beyond anything conceivable (anything conceivable)
Allow the unbelievable (unbelievable)
To take complete control of your soul (let it take control)
Levitate 3 feet above ground level (3 feet above ground level and raising)
Allow yourself to raise and amaze
Drift higher and higher into the moon's rays, come on
Everybody come and fly away
(fly with me, come on)
You must believe that you can fly away
(we could fly together, come on)
Spread your wings and come and fly away
(fly with me, come on)
Just believe that you will fly away
(we can fly together)
Everybody come and fly away
(fly with me, come on)
You must believe that, you must believe that you can fly away
(we could fly together, come on)
Spread your wings and come and fly fly away
(fly with me, come on)
Just believe that you will fly away
(we can fly together)
Everybody come and fly away
(fly with me, come on)
You must believe that you can fly away
(we could fly together, come on)
Spread your wings and come and fly away
(fly with me, come on)
Just believe that you will fly away
(we can fly together)

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Everytime I Look At You

such a feeling
though i have no wings of the bird
i know i can fly

such a high state of my
mind
my heart begins to have the wings
of the bird
flying to the skies

such a foolishness
i pinch myself
this is going absurd
since you are not here
such a stupidity of my
imagination going berserk
such pain
making me fear the light
such darkness
humiliating my own little light
left flickering
and with a slight blow of the
hush from the dusts of the curtain

dies.

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Strange Bird

Strange bird
By: jimmy buffett, jay oliver
1989
Half fast and seldom seen
He dont blip the radar screen
On the deck below the dune
Under the commanders moon
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
God only knows where the strange bird goes when hes flying
Everybodys trying to find him
But they dont know where to start
The ornithologist lady says that he has wings on his heart
Chorus:
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
If you cant catch him you cant name him
If you cant see him you cant claim him
Stay on the ground or he will shoot you down
Wings on his heart, hes a strange bird
Frequent flyer, seldom seen
High above the caribbean
In my day Ive met a few but hes the strangest bird thats true
Chorus:
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
If you cant catch him you cant name him
If you cant see him you cant claim him
Stay on the ground or he will shoot you down
Wings on his heart, hes a strange bird
But hes in love with the lady of the waters
And she lives somewhere up around cheauxvan
Hes gonna circle high above her runway of love
Until she gives him her permission to land
Chorus:
Strange bird from a different nest
Flying low not like all of the rest
If you cant catch him you cant name him
If you cant see him you cant claim him
Stay on the ground or he will shoot you down
Wings on his heart, hes a strange bird
Watch out girl, hes a strange bird
Strange bird flying low
cross the gulf of mexico
Strange bird not like all the rest
Watch out girl hes a strange bird
Shoot you down, hes a strange bird
Its a bird, its a plane, its a strange bird

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Light Years

Bear not the night
As being your fate
For 'tis the death
Near Hell's molten gate;
Let not your heart
Be influenced of dark
For nigh 'tis the light of day
For bright 'tis your spark;
Evil 'tis not your place
For you embrace the sky
An Angel in the making
When Heaven 'tis nigh;

By: Theodora Onken

June 19,2012

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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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Like A Bird

Chorus:
I would do anything if I could fly
Escape into the sky
Im feeling like a bird
I would do anything if I could see
The world in harmony
Im feeling like a bird
Chorus b:
Im feeling like a bird
I spread my wings and fly away
Im feeling like a bird
I close my eyes my dreams come true for one day
Vers 1:
In these days,
Dont know whats right or wrong
The world has gone to far
I found a little something to hold on
And then I see a rainbow shining through the clouds
See the birds are flying, they are free no doubt
And imagine its me, imagine its me
I wish I would have wings
Vers 2:
Tell me why, this circle never ends
When will we ever learn
All the cultures in this world come to one sense
But then I see the children playing in the street
Will they have a future, and enough to eat
And I close my eyes, I close my eyes
I hope my dreams comes true
Mid-part:
Free, free like a bird
What is this world without love
Free, free like a bird
From high above

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He Sees Me This Way~

He sees me as some sort of sex symbol
That he wants to control
His daydreams jump my bones
And love me all the way to my marrow
A kind of skin on skin ravaging
Sweat drenched sheets overcome by
A deluge of lusty actioned storms
A virtual expose' of temporarily insane positions
Filled to the brim with the ups and downs
Of a more or less frictioned rhythmn
Heated to absolute bliss
With no turning back
And satisfaction coming as a pulsating volcano erupting
Like lava spewed everywhere and anywhere
Yes, he sees me this way!

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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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Bird in a Cage

How much I feel for the poor things
Unable to fly or spread their wings,
Each day with the same view
Sad and lonely nothing to do.

To the bird the world is that room
Confined to the cage, that's his tomb.
For life without freedom is nothing at all
No matter whether you're big or small.

Longing to fly on the breeze
Soaring high over the trees
Seeing new places every day
Flying and twirling in glorious play.

Never knowing freedom of the bird that fly's
Sitting on his perch ‘till he dies.
How can a bird that's born for joy
Sit in a cage and sing, like a stuffed toy.

© Hazel 2012

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Hidden Talent

Written by gerry beckley, 1998
Found on human nature.
Just like a person from another world
My eyes can see inside you, little girl
I see things that you dont want to see
I see things youre trying to hide from me
Im just trying to make you understand
All the ways you can affect this man
From the moment that you came in touch
With the power there to burn so much
Youve got hidden talent (yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
You know your past is whats been bugging you
If youre ready girl ... do what you gotta do
Look for your life between the lines
Bad directions and poor designs
Youve got hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out you ... got it, hidden talent, oh
With the advantage of perspective i
See theres more to you than meets the eye
But now the time must come to spread your wings and fly
Yeah (hidden talent) yeah
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Check it out ... you got it, hidden talent, oh
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
Affair without warning
Hidden talent, mmm (mmm)
Hidden talent (hidden talent, yeah)
I bet youre gonna find some hidden talent, oh
(fade)

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Our Bird In Your Cage

we have this bird
we both own it and love it and care for it
our bird
and you have this cage
that you only own
golden, new and strong and as you say it
so reliable
that when our bird is in that cage
it will be safe
and cannot escape

we feed this bird together
and give it water and birdseeds
and a place of twigs and swing
where the bird can play
and perch upon
like it is on a tree

days and years
we keep this bird in your cage
and we see it is dying
and wanting to be free

yet you say, this sickness is just temporary
time heals what has wounded it
and shall forget the power of its wings

days and more years
we keep this bird in your cage
and i have not listened at all
to the sad song of that bird
her waning chirps
her weakened wings
her way of losing hold to the dreams of its wings

today we see this bird is dead
but you have no sadness at all
you say, you will buy another bird
again to be kept in your cage


i could have told you
i am the bird in your cage and i too have forgotten the power of
my wings

i could have told you, i have long died
and have forgotten what freedom is, what love is, what i am

in the first place. How can i ever tell you?
you are my cage.

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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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Flight

When the sacred kingfisher is flying,
It is frantically flapping its wings to
The sand of the sea,

In a form of a deep curve as a rainbow.

Its flight is most like a deep, steady wing beat
To fly higher and higher.
Its wing seemingly bites the air.
So skilled at flying
Is the sacred kingfisher
And so naturally suited to the sky

That it can frantically flap its wings to
The sand of the sea.

In a form of a deep curve as a rainbow.

From that deep curve comes its screaming
And the white bleeding rain,
While the bird is frantically flapping its wings to
The sea water
To eat its silent prey

And to become a broken winged bird,
That cannot fly
Any longer.

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While He Sleeps

While he sleeps
The cricket sounds it's chord's
Outside 'neath our window
Where our lily's are responding
To the rainy mist & summer warmth;
While he sleeps
Within the windowpane of his dreams
I trace my index finger
'Cross his soft cheek
Just barely touching
Not wanting to awaken him
Here in the benediction of our loving bed;
Where imagination and fantasy take flight
Upon Heavenly wings of delight
Where sweet slumber offers such blessed repose
Where i tremble with the knowledge
Of just how much i love him
Where i am filled with knowing
That an eternity of loving him
Can never be enough
All of this comes to me
While he sleeps

By: Theodora Onken

July 29,2012

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Bird-Magic

Where no birds breathe, bird-magic breathes
Bird-beauty, bird-spirit, bird-splendour,
And brings where no bird wings,
Wing-beats that woo me to wonder.

What do I want when a woman can warm
Bird-magic from her bosom, her womanly arms?
Her lips that are petals, her thighs that are trees,
Boughful with blossoms of softness and ease?

What is the liquid that lingers with love
In her voice? Is the music that hangs in her eyes?
The dewdrop.that dangles from finger-tip touch?
The mellifluous magic that moves me so much?

This is no bird-magic:
This is woman, who with a sweep of her hair
Sends birds bursting to wings in the air.
This is woman, whose frown
Droops dark feathers down.
This is woman; her smile, her kiss, her holding in arms,
Hold more bliss for me than bird-charms.

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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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