Theodora (Theo) Onken

Gold Star - 25,323 Points (Washington State)

Signs Of Fall - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

It was a ceremony of Sparrows
Their Psalms sung on bare branches
Of Fall
Breaking, 'tis the dawn, through my frosty window
Opening to their crisp
Musical Call

The orange and gold, fallen leaves
Blow their way towards God
And The Aristocrat
Of the Robin-Red-Breast
Leaves his remanents
Upon, The New Fall Sod

The Pumpkins, they are ever ripening...
The Gourds and maze, adorn
Waving it's goodbye in the breeze
The End of Summer
With open arms, welcomed in
Autumns New Morn

The once, moist, glistening of dew
Counted on, during late summer days
Has become crystal-like
To Frosty
With each day, That Autumn Makes her way

The Equinox has now, come and gone
...When hours of light and dark equate
Making it ever
SO Official
That Autumn 'Tis Never Late


Comments about Signs Of Fall by Theodora (Theo) Onken

  • (10/14/2007 4:13:00 PM)

    Wonderful imagery. I can hear your sparrows singing Psalms on the bare branches.
    Your beautiful poem delights my autumn soul. Thank you, Theodora.

    Warmest regards,

    Sandra
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  • (10/13/2007 11:42:00 PM)

    My sister in law, trisha, Passed away, last october 13,2006. It was on a friday and the day was not as glorious as this year. Seeing the beauty, and having temps from 67 -80, but with the colours, just made me feel they were heaven touched, and that maybe she had something to do with it, as while on earth she was an angel. She was 59. Died of metastisized cancer, that caused so much suffering! But she is at peace now with our creator, and looking down, one year to the day, at the beauty of autumn!
    Thank you for reading my work!
    Blessings and love, xxxxooo
    Theo
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  • (10/13/2007 2:59:00 PM)

    Oh your sister Trisha is well loved by you and most fortunate for this is a beauty. We've more or less missed Fall here in my part of Ct. Was 87 Monday and the last three days cooler, no sweater needed as sun still warm during the day and no heat needed yet, thank goodness as a/c was still running through Monday.. Some trees turned a beautiful red, no yellows at all and most stayed green as they fell to the ground on Thrusday night, our first rain since August which I guess explains the trees along with the fact that summer lasted into October. So, I've said all this not to give a local weather report but rather to express my gratitude to be able to live it through this beautiful poem which describes Autumn has it's meant to be...Around here Spring and Fall seem to not arrive here the last few years. love, marci.xo (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 13, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, April 16, 2011


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