The smoking spoke

The smoking spoke

A Poem by M.A. Carr
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spiritual

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Learning to pass the time

the rain falls in slants

queries do not need

to be spoken

of our choice for growth

underneath that large oak

The angels guard

where monsters belittle

I saw a whirlwind

planning survival

I ask for patience

during this war

beyond the stars

I'm under par

© 2014 M.A. Carr


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Tags: rain, oak, whirlwind, war, patience, angels

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M.A. Carr
M.A. Carr

Caldwell, OH



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I'm a 29 year-old aspiring writer. I attended school for communication arts and I plan on taking more courses online for my B.A. I would describe myself as reserved, eclectic, open-minded, and down .. more..

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