Theodora (Theo) Onken Poems

It is a morbid grey ambiance
In your obsession of stealth
In your world of tarot & incantations
Rags, red threads, bottles & terminal breaths;
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Blazing 'cross the vales most serene
Came winds of disproportionate means
They clamoured and hammered the scene
With destructive madness ever so keen
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Just as words can make you think--
And a bird hunt can make you more aware...
Even in the lingering amber light of dusk...
Even in the cutting cold of sorrows despair;
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</></>Inebriated by your eyes
I play hide and seek with your face
'Tis it but folly that has taken hold of me?
Or 'tis it tempered by God's Loving Grace?
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Oh her symmetry...
Her absolute perfection!
Her voice a gentle purr
Her breath-a floral garden
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Never have i known a day so bleak
Nor one filled with forlorn and woes
Filled to overflow with unending sorrows
As this one branded deep to the marrow by my foes;
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Challenge my heart, most beloved
Dare, i call unto you?
For desperate passion has overtaken me
Loving you with a heart forever true;
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I closed the doors to the Seasons
Leaving time void of any change
Leaving the Earth in solid limbo
Putting tomorrow out of range
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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!
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Dancing in the winds of Spring-
Golden coils of blessings appear...
Dappled in for-get-me-nots so blue...
And caressed by my many tears;
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