Theodora (Theo) Onken Poems

My existance 'tis oft' times questioned
Seemingly lacking in presence of mind
Yet abreast of all necessary import
I am oft' elusive and difficult to find;
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If ever there was a nightime serene...
Painted in delicate-brush-stroked ebony hue-
And embellsihed with Golden-gilded stars...
With a velvet hint of violet view;
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Can you feel it? Can you sense it?
You know the rhythm
Sinking into your Dancing Feet?
Spiriting you up on the dance floor 'of life'
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Oh what a sad sorrowful
Slow rhythm
Yet so sweet
'Neath your breast
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Will you lay down beside me?
Will you promise me the moon?
Will you caress my needy skin?
Will come to me very soon?
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A different sort of glimmer
'Tis shed in Spring time days
Along the red rose gardened path
Where youth and love once stayed
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It Found me
In the deep recesses
Close to
Where
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Ah, but such bitter sweet power
Your hands thy doth hold
For love to be this heavenly
Or mere memory to be this bold
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Weeds are my friends - my comrades
Simple emerald explosions - of delight
The sheer green lace that lines the lane i live on
Deep colour enriched for our sight;
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Near the flowering meadow-
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