Theodora (Theo) Onken Poems

The tears they welled in her eyes...
As the sorrows endlessness creeps-
Deep down inside her very core...
Her shattered heart forever weeps;
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Once on the verge of deepest black...
The very early morn 'tis nigh-
Yet hidden in the darkness deep...
Are all of their nefarious lies;
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Carnegie Hall has nothing on you...
Your design 'tis quite divine-?
Vice president of fabric-a velvet King...?
A Grand Master of Interior Design;
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Overwhelmed by priviledge...
Once carried away by pride--
Most glorious revelations...
Are all found in tears i have cried;
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The mountains n'er seemed so tall...
As in this most laborous climb divine---
'Twas as if we were reaching for the pinnacle of Paradise...
Thus, claiming these towering peaks as mine;
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It was in the early morning of need...
Where seduction came face to face...
Left behind in the early evening of first desire-
Upon the wings of sweet love... it raced;
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Corruption in the system just grows-
So many now turning their heads...
So many becoming ostriches! ! !
So many not heeding truths said;
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The morning Sun 'tis tip-toeing...
With its gentle orange rays...
Beaming steps from this tangerine orb...
Opens up a brand new day;
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Voices of truth always take notes
While judgements embrace their release
Mysteries of unknown origins
Move in this labyrinth, never to cease;
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I welcome the Dawn with much elan'
And ever hopeful for a day of peace
Sunrise light- ends dark of night
And the Hummingbird arrives upon a breeze
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