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A Poem by p.kuhl

When I was told by a soothsayer
There were no angels around me, I paid
Little attention; there have always been angels.
But when his blind eye flew
From his dirty face, twisting wildly in the air
Like an injured pigeon, it plunged deep into the mud
Leaving ribbons of veins and poor vision
Flung playfully upon the naked earth.
It was from that blind eye
There grew a tree, which found its worth
As a set of wooden nutcracker men crafted
From its innards. In December,
The tiny soldiers remember formation, and stand
at attention above a fireplace, protecting
a home that might need protected.
When I was told by a soothsayer
There were no angels around me, I paid
the waitress and went on my day.


© 2013 p.kuhl


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did i tell you about the dream and my email to the angel/creator mediator? she said there were no angels that there would be blessings from old classmates but i didn't really believe her

today was a learning day for me and i realized that the angels were always there, no matter what the lady said

Posted 11 Years Ago


p.kuhl

11 Years Ago

I saw it posted as a comment on someone's page and felt inspired by it. This is what came out.

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p.kuhl
p.kuhl

Bloomington, IN



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My name is Pierce, and I am a 23 year old English major at Indiana University. "How easily I connect to you. You're always everything at once, somehow. You're shy and open, sweet and cold, curious .. more..

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A Poem by p.kuhl