Theodora (Theo) Onken
What's Cooking? - Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
Simmering on life's back burner
I have observed you coming to a full boil
Bubbling with heat...
Rage does have it's way with you
Your hardened arteries struggling with change
Senile rage overcomes you...
As you try again and again to get your point across!
You are a direct contradiction you know
'Movie stars are trash' (but not Eastwood) !
There is no way to turn your burner off
Though we'd love to;
You always arriving un-invited
Slinking through the back door
Elderly spy that you are
Teeming with red heat
Obviously not knowing any better
Never seeing the light
Or just not caring;
You boil on rant after rant...
One minute praising God
The next-a hate filled steamroller of discontent
Blazing impressions from your tirades-now engraved-
It's no wonder Letia said you were NOT a nice man...
By: Theodora Onken
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