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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Is This My Rainy Day?
It seems as if that foggy mist has
Turned into a rainy downpour;
Reflections of Purple, Brown, and Blue fill
The puddles-
Splashing me awake in the face-a car
Drives through it fast-
And i realize that that fateful day has arrived;
Above me a Birds Nest hidden in an old Oak-
A mother Bird is sitting on her eggs-
My memory floods over me...
And all i can remember is:
'Some gifts are given and some are saved
Until a rainy day'-
Protesting to this wrong-i say: i am not my Fathers gift, Rider;
Underneath The Umbrella 1976-2010
December 14,2010
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February 14-Your Birthday
The whisper of your name crossed the night
In a gentle breeze a reminder became mine-
O'er this star spangled galaxy of midnight
Long past decades O' time;
A spiritual union of love we were
So long in your arms O' gentle caress
Magical-mystical first love divine-
The Northern Lights claims you as best;
Golden in extent and all reason
From era's of love over spent
Comes this gentle whisper O' your name once again
Filled with desires O' longings intent;
You were my first love 'tis true
And beloved, you never really knew
Today, i am just a simple dreamer
With overwhelming memories O' you;
So far away-nestled in the Evergreen
Steeped in a Greek refined domain-
'Tis upon your roads of paved love O' forever
I am blessed in sweet loves-eternal flame;
Dedicated To My First Love: D. J. P.
Olympia, Washington
His birthday is February 14!
A Graduate Of Cleveland HighSchool
Seattle, Washington
Now living in the state capital of Washington
By, Theodora Onken
December 22,2011
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Rainy Day People
Rainy day people always seem to know when its time to call
Rainy day people dont talk, they just listen till theyve heard it all
Rainy day lovers dont lie when they tell ya theyve been down like you
Rainy day people dont mind if youre cryin a tear or two
If you get lonely, all you really need is that rainy day love
Rainy day people all know theres no sorrow they cant rise above
Rainy day lovers dont love any others, that would not be kind
Rainy day people all know how it hangs on a piece of mind
Rainy day lovers dont lie when they tell you, theyve been down there too
Rainy day people dont mind if youre cryin a tear or two.
Rainy day people always seem to know when youre feeling blue
High stepping strutters who land in the gutters sometimes need one too
Take it or leave it, or try to believe it
If youve been down too long
Rainy day lovers dont hide love inside they just pass it on
Rainy day lovers dont hide love inside they just pass it on
song performed by by Gordon Lightfoot
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It T'was...
It t'was in the Evergreen moment...
Of the days of Roses and Wine
Long into the Golden-Gated past
To a time-when you were, all mine;
It t'was a moment of magic-everlasting
Of me, the Elusive Rose and Thee
Cocooned in our own labyrinth of sweet passion
Sharing a love, as deep, as the endless sea;
It t'was in the time of Virgin blossoming...
Heralded in by you my Divine Knight
You were a mighty force to be reckoned with
Plucking my petals, in seeming delight;
O' the memories called out to me
O'er the years and miles of my lifetime
Long into the Golden of Golden Remembrances
Recalling joyfully-to a time- when you were still mine;
By: Theodora Onken
December 5,2011
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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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One More Rainy Day
Changes, visible changes
Sky looking so forlorn
It looks like the worlds been born
On one more rainy day
Trying to see the sunlight
My hearts crying out loud
I try to see through the clouds
On one more rainy day
One more rainy day
Once again my mind is grey
This is what a rainy day can do
One more rainy day
One more rainy day
Sun starts shining on through
New day a day with you
Its strange what sun can do
On one more rainy day
One more rainy day
Once again my mind is grey
This is what a rainy day can do
One more rainy day
One more rainy day
song performed by by Deep Purple
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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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I Know What Boys Like
Boys, boys
He you wanna know something?
Boys, boys
Boys like girls
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I seem them looking (looking)
I make them want me
I like to tease them
And they want to touch me
I never let them
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like me
I got my cat moves
That so upsets them
Zippers and buttons
Fun to frustrate them
They get so angry
Like pouty children
Denied their candy
I laugh right at them
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
I think you're special
I might let you
You're so much different
I might let you
There's no one like you
I might let you
Or would you like that?
I might let you
Sucker!
Boys, b-b-boys
Boys, b-b-b-boys
G-g-g-g-got what boys want
G-g-g-got
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
Yeah, I know what boys like
Come on girls, you know what they like
It ain't no secret
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
song performed by by Vitamin C
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Sweet Lorraine
April came with its answers...
And oh, how that Spring simply flew
The bad news ordered radiation and toxins
I knew, we were beginning to loose you;
Your barefeet pale against the fresh cut grass...
Pinks and Carnations abloom with hope filled smiles
Golden red delicious apples fell to the ground
As, i walked, this our summer time mile;
So many gifts of time HE had given to us...
With each season-we continued to grow and know-
Your eyes-as blue as the summer sky
And in the summer sun-your falling auburn hair still glowed;
But dreading Autumn and all of its changes...
Having to watch your once perfect form grow thin
Skin and bone, against the burnished Fall leaves-
Loosing the battle, you had hoped to win;
The harsh November wind claimed you...
Watching you fade into the icy frost
November 17 came calling like a thief in the night-
Your beautiful life-alas 'twas lost;
Missing you so very much, this day, mama...
Yet, after all the years-i feel your spirit ever near
And in this Spring breeze, i still feel your presence-
With your voice echoing: 'Theo, you have nothing to fear;
By: Theodora Onken
March 20,2012
Dedicated to my mother
Who passed away too young
From cancer. Though
I did not have her for
Long...she was the Best
And the time we did have
I have cherished my entire life.
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A Fella With An Umbrella
Im just a fella, a fella with an umbrella,
Looking for a girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
Im just a fella, a fella with an umbrella,
Glad to see the skies of blue have turned into skies of gray.
Raindrops have brought us together,
And thats what I long to see.
Maybe the break in the weather will prove to be a break for me.
So Ill be the fella, that fella with an umbrella,
If youll be the girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
Oh, the raindrops have brought us together,
And thats what I long to see.
Maybe the break in the weather will prove to be a big break for me.
So Ill be the fella, the kid with the small umbrella,
If youll be the girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
If you will be the girl, the girl who saved her love for a rainy day.
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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The Boys I Went To School With
We played football in the school yard and we swam in the Finnow
But the years go by so quickly and to father time we bow
And the boys I went to school with perhaps now looking gray
And many of them from the Homeland shore like me live far away.
Many of the boys I went to school with and that's going back more than four decades in time
Are now ageing grand fathers and years beyond their prime
And those legs that could move so quickly some forty years ago
Now feeling tired and heavy and their fastest pace is slow.
The boys I went to school with have known a better day
And that time takes care of everyone it would be fair to say
Our young years went too quickly and time just flitted by
And on looking back it seems like only yesterday when I was a school boy.
Some of the boys I went to school with to the grim reaper have gone
But life back in the old Hometown as usual carries on
And in the fields near Millstreet Town where the rank rushes grow
The Finnow on towards Drishane and the Blackwater flow.
Most of the boys I went to school with I have not seen for years
But for my fading memories I don't have any tears
We played football in the school yard and in Summer swam in the Finnow
But the years go by so quickly and to father time we bow.
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Women Raising Their Boys
Women raising their boys,
And alone.
Do it with the expectation,
A teaching them to be fathers...
Will be different,
From the ones they've known.
But can a women teach a boy,
To become the best man he can?
And within his mind,
Will that boy comprehend...
What it takes to treat a woman.
With a respectful understanding?
And this to a boy from a woman,
Is taught as a lesson to become understood?
Women raising their boys,
And alone.
Without a father around...
Can be beneficial,
If those lessons are solid and sound.
If women raising their boys,
And alone..
Seek to find more men around to be found,
Will their raising of boys to become men...
And not boys to be fathers,
Develop more men being fathers...
To their fatherless boys
And,
Will someday...
When those boys become men,
Will this make more women proud of them?
Will these boys grow into becoming,
Accountable men?
Understand it takes more,
Than just the act...
Than to produce the fathering of children?
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Golden Depictions
Wildly you painted your pictures-
Your brush 'twas surely: 'Out Of Control...'
Oh, what information, we garnered
And what a view of the colours of your soul;
For so many years, it was a puzzle incomplete...
But no more, since your quilled and painted depiction
Your words and morbid colours exposed to our eyes
Ended our living with, only, mere science fiction;
You were always the missing piece...
The one with the everlasting chip upon the shoulder
Carried over decades of drug addled vengence
Allowing your true feelings, to simply smolder;
Erasing your quilled words comes too late...
As you continue to revolve around, a now lost center
For you have been deleted and blocked forever...
Now, just a sign remains: 'Do Not Enter! '
And so, as you may still be Climbing in your deluded mind...
Through your shades of Deathly Morbid Fears-
I just want to say: 'There never will be: A Room At The RR Inn...'
For your information, only, 'a real War has begun my dear! '
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Book Of Days
'Tis written in my book 'O days
In this season 'O living and sweet blooming love
Your gentle hands shall guide me on my journey
Into our promised land- so high above;
A golden leading on the path to our heaven
I am at home in a spectrum of blue
Divine and blessed beyond any question
Consecrated in a love-so true;
'Tis written in my book of days
Remembrance O' the tender warmth O' your kiss
Engraved in a promise of evermore-my darling
Aglow in true loves everlasting bliss;
By, Theodora Onken
December 31,2011
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When I Lost Myself
There are those who are forever searching and
After many decades have passed lose themselves to another world-
Although with much certainty and disillusionment
I can hardly remember living much of a life in
This world where people walk with confidence and self-assurance everyday-
Memories of nights as a child so young
Hearing voices others did not hear and
Seeing frightening sights others did not see-
Feeling alone although in the midst of myriads of others, afraid to speak,
Fearful to walk the streets others took for granted-
I was only six years old when voices threatened to kill
Would invade my already troubled mind and
I found myself an outcast for reasons I hardly understood-
The purple tree with golden flowers that grew inside of my bedroom-
As strikingly stunning as it was,
I fell to the floor when I tried to climb,
Because it only existed in the fortress of my mind-
My journey to find myself began when I learned to walk-
I learned to scream before I learned to speak-
Decades have passed and memories are evading me-
Walking the same path day by day-
While others are looking for a place in a world I feel I am not a part of,
My journey to find myself continues-
I walk upon a different path and have climbed many mountains
Seeking purple trees and my own garden of Eden-
Or merely for others that would accept and just remotely understand
The person I am and the world I have lost myself to-
Although my spirit at times evades me,
In the back of my mind I know in reality there must be a place for me and
Although at times my only wish is to climb that phantasmal purple tree
Until I reach the sky and disappear within only a moment’s notice
I will not give up the fight- I was born into this world so there must be a place for me-
Many decades have passed and today I see the sunlight peering through the clouds,
Though an outcast, I have a heart, a mind and feelings as does everybody else-
I continue to walk the streets everyday and my visions of purple trees, and
My dogged determination are what makes me unique- and someday people shall
Respect the person that I am and understand that flowers grow on every tree and
Every flower is unique, has its own special scent and every flower is
In its own way- magnificent and beautiful…
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September Girls
written by: Alex Chilton
Main Voice: Michael
September girls
Do so much
And for so long
'Til we touched
I love you, boy
Never mind
I've been crying
All the time
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad
September girls
I don't know why
How can I deny
What's inside
Even though I
Keep away
They will love
All our days
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad
When I get to bed
Late at night
That's the time he
Makes things right
Ooh when he makes
Love to me
song performed by by Bangles
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September Gurls
(a. chilton)
Michael
September girls
Do so much
And for so long
til we touched
I love you, boy
Never mind
Ive been crying
All the time
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad
September girls
I dont know why
How can I deny
Whats inside
Even though i
Keep away
They will love
All our days
December boys got it bad
December boys got it bad
When I get to bed
Late at night
Thats the time he
Makes things right
Ooh when he makes
Love to me
song performed by by Bangles
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Rainy Day In June
I need some sunshine on my face
To help me dry my eyes
I need a blue sky over here
So I can clear my mind
Maybe your soft breath on my back
To make me feel at ease
Anything more than what I've got
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
Yesterday morning I woke up
On the wrong side of the bed
And on the right side laid a note
I knew what it said
Then the rain came, hasn't stopped
I don't know if it will
But I'll keep waiting with the hopeful heart
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
The thunder rolls, the lightning flashes
Every thought began with you
I see your face in every clouded paths
On this rainy day in June
It's a rainy day in June
The sky is grey and I am blue
Tryin' to make it without you
On this rainy day in June
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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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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~Special Gift~
I cant count upon my hands
The times you've been here for me
No matter how bad the circumstance
By my side you'd be
How many people go through life
And never know such a friend?
Oh what they have missed out on
What a gift God did send
I thank God every night
Before i prepare for sleep
For a friend such as you
My feelings they run deep
Gifts from God come in different packages
They are not always wrapped with a bow
They come in all shapes and sizes
But when they are with you you'll know
Dedicated To: My God, Jesus Christ
With a most grateful thank-you for the
Special gifts He has given to me.
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