In The Blink Of An Eye Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

In The Blink Of An Eye

Rating: 4.8


Willows in the garden
Create patterns of perfect lace
Comforting to ones eyes
As is Springs pastel face;

Betrothed to the sod
Magnified 'neath a blue sky
Serenity as in divine realms
Are the river's of days gone by;

The wandering river snakes
It's near invisible path
While the world awakens slowly
To a storms unforgiving wrath;

Black clouds begin to form
Flashes of lightening & thunder thuds
Willows now are blown sideways
As the wandering river... now floods;



By, Theodora Onken

May 24, 2016

Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: storm,weather,changes,spring
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Living in Texas has taught me this...the weather here can change in a blink of an eye.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Theodora Onken 15 June 2016

Susan! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Boy, have i been remiss! ! ! I am sooooo sorry! ! ! ! Thank you dear heart for your most encouraging words. As always they are so very appreciated...to have a poet of your brilliance reading and commenting simply makes me feel it worthwhile to carry on. Love how you seem to take everything in...and truly reflect on my phrases. Kind of put my willow growing in our backyard here in Texas...the river - could be any in Texas as many were over there banks- we had major flooding. Was also speaking about the quickly changing weather we have here in Texas...it can be lovely one minute and the next - a storm arrives...not just rain either-lots of wind, hail and sometimes tornado's.Again, thank you, thank you, thank you! You are the best! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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Susan Williams 25 May 2016

Oh, you sprinkled so many treasures throughout this poem, Theo! Where to begin- well, at the beginning. Those first three lines put me under that willow looking up at the sky and then rolling over to see that delicate tracery of leaf shadows on the ground- -so LOVELY- - - - - - - Willows in the garden Create patterns of perfect lace Comforting to ones eyes. Then we get these gorgeous phrases- - - - - - - - Betrothed to the sod and river of days- - - - -. A person could dwell side by side with these gatherings of words and rest in them. I love how you started the shift from pleasant calm with a subtle sibilant word- - - - - - The wandering river snakes - - - - - - snakes, what a stimulating word choice- - trouble has entered our little garden with the introduction of that word. You, my dear, are quietly clever. Then the storm hits and we see this so clearly - - - - Willows now are blown sideways - - - our moments of peace and tranquility are gone for the moment and who knows when they will return... because that snaking river has flooded over its banks.and it will bring destruction in its wake. Great write, Theo!

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