Coming To Terms Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Coming To Terms

Rating: 4.9


Peeking through the yellowed drape
A ray of hope shines in.

Outside the world awaits
While inside, my mind, it spins.

Listening to the Nature
The Pride of the Bumble Bee
Or the Aristocrat Of The Song Bird
Truly, it does entice me.

SO long,
Locked inside
This prison of Doom and Gloom

Where feelings of physical pain
And mental misery
Fill up my wailing room.

A room where too many tears are shed
A room where despondence grows

A place where sheer despair
Knows no bounds
A place that true suffering knows.

I walk SO close to the door
The key held tightly in my hand

Apprehensive to open up to the OutSide
Afraid of Mother natures Green Growing land.

For too many years a prisoner
Of all of my lifes regrets

The pains of dealing with ones ownself
'Tis a Ghost, that must be met!


(Dedicated to Ms. J. M. Davis)

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Theodora Onken 16 October 2007

Andy, absolutely, we must keep trying. Be optimistic, laugh, remember the glass is half full, and that we have the love of our mates, or in your case girlfriend to see us through everything, no matter how rough the sailing gets! I know i have learned so much about myself and people in general, by just sitting back and watching and listening and reading! And the one thing on me that is still in pretty good shape is my memory! Thank goodness for that! Thanks for your comment sweet friend! Theo

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Andrew mark Wilkinson 16 October 2007

I am having one of those days at the moment, you know let me just pull the covers over my head and just make the world go away, sigh but you have to keep on trying don't you...

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Theodora Onken 16 October 2007

Dear David, because of yours and everyone elses prayers on this site, i am feeling stronger and stronger every day! Will know more in two weeks. have learned so much in just the last week or two! Hope that this finds you feeling better also, as we are kindred spirits of sorts, as this happened to us on the same days, even though yours was more neuro-and mine cadio...still vascular, all the same! Blessings and thank you for your kind praise on this poem. Yes, the feelings come and go, when one is ill or finding new things out on a daily basis...about our bodies and about our lives in general! Be well, my friend! Theo

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David Harris 16 October 2007

Theo, I know this feeling only so well my friend. I hope you are getting stronger with each day. Your poetry is still as beautiful as ever. Top marks and thanks for sharing it my friend. David

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