Oh Danny Boy Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

The north wind is forever chilling
Yet the North Star shines ever bright
Manifesting Winters very close connection's
Thus giving us much clearer sight

Remembering the elves of December
And their brand of 'liberty' that still flows
In silver-grey movement and direction
Down the alley of my life it goes

Nature is truly taking orders
Following and taking direction in hasty speed
Enveloping all of the season's with rituals
Mere messages for inside 'angel's' to heed

Winter aims his 'Purpose'
Directing more cold and bitter acts
From his wooden chair upon the frosty grass
Elves continue with their incessant attacks

'Summer' is yet so for away - i lament
The 'Stormy' skies of Spring soon to arrive
With unrelenting uncalled for orders from the master
Tell me- can this bent tree in my yard survive?

Down the Pollard Road of 'Sage' advise
Master Winter still makes his call
Do as i say ye elves of mine
Or i guarantee that you shall fall


By, Theodora Onken

February 7, 2016