Summer~ Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Summer 'tis always bursting forth within me-
As invincible as a tidal wave of stone...
Slicing the middle out of winter
A hidden sun-lit heat-yet unknown;
Force yourself upon me with premonition...
I will attack the very woods that you use
Crafty sexual stalker of covetous lust
Oh, how you love your back-handed abuse;
Even when the rain is coming down in sheets-
It does not bear you or your name...
You are in the wrong persons summer
And you are the only one to blame;
Go away and leave our happy home-
There is nothing here that will ever be yours...
You are a deluded lust addict personified
To you- i have forever-closed the door;


By, Theodora Onken

January 10,2013