Theodora (Theo) Onken

Theodora (Theo) Onken Poems
441. | Miasma Of Forces | 1/17/2012 |
442. | Seven And A Half Hours | 1/20/2012 |
443. | Nineteen-Ninety One | 1/28/2012 |
444. | Remembering Marilyn | 1/29/2012 |
445. | Mister Arrogance Aka S.S. Bernardo... | 1/31/2012 |
446. | Amalfi | 2/3/2012 |
447. | When And How | 2/5/2012 |
448. | Up For Debate? | 2/8/2012 |
449. | My Life | 2/10/2012 |
450. | (((Advent))) | 12/1/2011 |
451. | (((Treasure N Time))) | 12/4/2011 |
452. | Nest Egg | 1/20/2012 |
453. | Together Forever | 2/17/2012 |
454. | Disguises | 2/19/2012 |
455. | Everything | 2/22/2012 |
456. | Back Alley Wanderings | 3/16/2012 |
457. | Evil Woman | 3/17/2012 |
458. | Gullible | 3/17/2012 |
459. | Changes...? | 3/19/2012 |
460. | Sweet Lorraine | 3/20/2012 |
461. | Mrs. Weatherby | 3/24/2012 |
462. | Gone Missing | 3/25/2012 |
463. | The Eyes Have It | 3/28/2012 |
464. | Cancer | 3/28/2012 |
465. | Irreconcilable Differences... | 3/29/2012 |
466. | Anomaly | 3/30/2012 |
467. | In Full Repose | 4/2/2012 |
468. | Devastation | 4/7/2012 |
469. | Broken | 4/7/2012 |
470. | I Am | 4/7/2012 |
471. | Summer Fall | 4/7/2012 |
472. | Pigeon | 2/23/2012 |
473. | A New Age Is Dawning | 2/24/2012 |
474. | Reach | 2/26/2012 |
475. | Light Sources | 2/15/2012 |
476. | Changes | 2/17/2012 |
477. | Merry-Go-Round | 3/1/2012 |
478. | Garrison | 3/7/2012 |
479. | Delilah... | 3/8/2012 |
480. | The Dealer | 3/8/2012 |
Comments about Theodora (Theo) Onken
Best Poem of Theodora (Theo) Onken
~ Death Of Innocence~
It seems like Light Years ago
That sweet innocence
Like a flower in the bud
Growing in new existance
Fresh and un-flawed
Beauty and angelic substance
In the Garden unmarred
Basking in the sun with no resistance
Where oh where did i go?
It all happened so fast
One day i was pure growing tall
The next-plucked way to fast
Put in a vase amongst other flowers
Of equal or very close age
Devoured by eyes of the lusty Gardners
My innocence turned into rage
A day passed-perhaps two
Time was really irrevelant to me
Every day was the ...
Stone Garden
In this still
Winter chill
Upon this sharp
Dewy morn
Beyond the
Broken stone
Path
And the Red
Rose Thorn
Dearest of hearts,
Theodora,
Gift from the Gods
To lucky us.
Even though I don't know you personally, I can feel the love and goodness that comes from your beautiful heart and poetry. You emanate kindness and care. May you always be blessed as you bless us with your beautiful soul, your impeccable poetry and your wonderful presence.
From the frightening examination of Manson in Mr. Manson (Paranoid Schizophremic with Delusion) on Cocaine- - in which Theodora paints the darkness in which this evil person lived and fed off of- - -to the delicate nature images delivered up in In the Blink of An Eye, poetry lovers will never be disappointed in the range of topic, the depth and breadth of examination, or the extraordinary poetic passages Theo provides. She enchants you with the first words in her poem Growing Up I Recall and then she breaks your heart in One Step Forward-Two Steps Back (Be warned- The pain in these lines is hard to bear.) So be prepared- there are many treasures sprinkled throughout her lovely poems that have been created out of the beauty of her heart and soul- but there are also other poems, deep and complex poems, that deal with pain and darkness- - -this talented poet is no one-trick pony.
I've thoroughly enjoyed reading Theo's well-written poetry that comes from the heart. She has a nice flow to her writing with a solid (but not overly done) use of rhyme as well as other forms. The subject matter is also quite varied, which I enjoy as a reader. She has a unique and fun grasp of metaphor, imagery, and personification. Thanks for sharing your poetry Theo! :)
An amazing poet with great wisdom and tremendous feeling.
excellent poems. you are great in explaining your feels. i invite you to read my poem
A very good poet. Her pieces flow like prose, with solid narrative plot and themes. Her word choice is curious to me. Not what I would use... a different thinker. The metaphors she uses are generally thematic, rather than propositional.
I'd like to see a something she considered a challenging piece for her.
I am the field of blues and purples
Of lavender and lilac-to violet hue..................
i am what i am by the blue
fragrance awes with lavender tone
yet purple lilac whispers of hue
love resonates to bloom within
love is just an art of colors, ingenious write by the imagery,
10++++