Theodora (Theo) Onken
'People will forget what you've said; People will forget what you did; But People will NEVER forget how you make them feel! '
Theo was born in Washington State.
She lived in Seattle over half of her life and surrounding areas. Married her second husband there and has a beautiful son who is married but with no children as of yet. Theo has many interests, from Internal ... more »
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Theodora (Theo) Onken Poems
((( After The Rain)))
I missed you the other day When the dew left its diamond glitter upon the grass And the squirrels and frogs were frolicking merry When the silence of daybreak calmed
The Cats In The Cradle (De Ja' Vu)
I sing to you a sweet lullabye- And rock your cares away... A beautiful destiny awaits your hand, Shaped and formed from Godly Clay...
Your Golden Pen
Entangled in the depth of your blue eyes ...Entranced and in total bliss... Embraced by your circled arms tight grasp ...Energized by your heavenly kiss...
I'll Be Here
For everything you are For everything you have been For making my life whole For awakening life in me again
****Right Place~~Wrong Time****
I felt your Aura come, with the breeze ~ ...I could smell your scent, in the frosted air I could see your trasnluscent glimmer ~ ...Even though, i knew you were
(((This Thing Of Ours)))
In the twilight of this quiescent moment- I peruse this thing of ours- Querying this palpable abtruse connection- Am i deluded or wrongly perceived by the stars?
Enchanted Wil-O-The Wisp Wanderer You cannot escape his sea-blue Eyes View For set in water they are
Music (The Song)
It plays to my heartstrings... It is the music to my ears- ...It is the tender love song of my life- And the refelections of my years...
((((Summer Of My Life))))
It was early summer ... Before the full green set in When the lawns de-winterizing Awoke
((( Early Eve Of Remember)))
It t'was in the early eve of Remember--- Before twilight had come around... Where i found you with a basket of love so true... And in the air t'was a melody of new loves sweet sound! ;
Combing through the mess you left behind... I dig for remanants of attitude... For aspects, Hidden...
~ Death Of Innocence~
It seems like Light Years ago That sweet innocence Like a flower in the bud Growing in new existance
((( I Colour My World)))
Within the colours of this day-- I find myself recounting the days gone by... Cherishing every blessed memory... While gazing at the sky upon high;
Visit From An Angel
...Your fragile spirit- 'Tis but a vapour now... Ethereal in atmospheric mist- ...Ephemeral in time...not lasting-
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((( After The Rain)))
I missed you the other day
When the dew left its diamond glitter upon the grass
And the squirrels and frogs were frolicking merry
When the silence of daybreak calmed
And the sunrise ever warmed
With its gentle rays dancing across my skin
Giving me hints of a fluffy white cloud or two
Promising an entire new day
Of peace and contentment
A perfect day-this
But for the glaring-almost blindingly-blazing
Absence of you
Dedicated to: Renee Nicole (Rainspirit)