Theodora (Theo) Onken

Gold Star - 24,939 Points (Washington State)

Traffic - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Albert, Lupe, Gilbert and Sergio
Pirates of the tarried night
Slip right through the masters key hole
But are captured by the morns daunting light;
The bells chime out from the Citadel
A warning pre-dawn solar flare
Sirens of distant warriors clap with thunder
Capturing the Pirates with their bottled wares;
At last, Niagra falls 'tis falling
Yes, the jig is up our most fallen foe
One too many sips of your bootleg lightening
Sentenced ye Pirates to days of woe;

Comments about Traffic by Theodora (Theo) Onken

  • (12/10/2011 5:17:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem. Really liked it.
    A great write.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    Justice Of The External Mind.
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 10, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 10, 2011

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