Theodora (Theo) Onken Poems

All that i e'er wanted

Was to feel the gentle
Of your rain
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The day arrived without much pomp or circumstance
....With clouds curling and dipping 'cross the heavens
While the sun raised her gentle arms in greeting - with warmth
......The river below flowed in a perfect rhythm
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It was a caterpillar kind of morning
...Yet i could feel a change born in the air- -
Outside all the birds were feathering...
.....While strange clouds were weathering
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An Ode To George Orwell (1984) *****
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Allow me to wax poetic
Dare my words begin to wane
For i am not unlike the moon
Oft' times i am a bit insane;
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It always arrives uninvited
Into my life much rain must fall...
Un-nerving me and my well being
My body? Why pain wants it all;
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Today the world awoke to a weary yet fearsome war...
The verdant Summer greens now replaced with bodies
....................of black, white and brown
....................and rivers of rolling crimson;
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...The Truth is all we have...
Treat it most gingerly...
For 'tis worth much more than a grain of salt-
It keeps us grounded in Reality...
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You painted a most exquisite picture
...Brush stroked her canvas delicately
With feathered brush-a touch
...Tinting with royal hues-
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Your 'Purpose'** had me and mine as your target
Your lamplight directions were very clear
Now you have your 'Authentication'
We have real camera's and hidden ears.
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