Resuscitation Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Resuscitation

Rating: 4.9


I commiserate with empathetic attitude
With platitudes of yesterday
Accented with caomparison and forgiveness
That i have sprinkled along the way
For in this path called My Life
A single flower i have been
Once blaming all of the weeds of this world
For the pestulence of sin
I have all but completely wilted
From the suns sizzling rays-burned
But somehow i was salvaged and to the sod returned
New chances i've been given
By the wonders of the Universes higher power
A most enlightening and forgiving Spirit
Now back to the sod-A full blooming flower

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Theodora Onken 02 July 2007

Thank You so very much Walt. The Ducks and other cookies and a few other things on here would not allow me to get to your mail, as it timed out, so i thank you from the botom of my heart. Thank you for your kind words. Blessings, Theo

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Walt Martin 26 June 2007

I must admit that I enjoyed your poem on read one, but wondered at the text relationship to your title. On the second read I did grasp the peak and trough, and peak - in grand rewarding fashion. The seeds of goodness sown, so long unrecognized, may have been thought barren, the sod, for all intents fallow. I should think that the good, and your commiserative empathy, by virtue of some undefined spirituality, brought vigor and life renewed in splendid displays. A very fine poem indeed! ! !

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JoAnn McGrath 25 June 2007

well you've been a busy one handed writer......and a wonderful forever blooming piece

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