Poems

Poem of the Day: Prayer's End

by Brooklyn Copeland

Nature remains

            faithful by

                         natural light,

only. Immeasurable,

            invisible in the wind.

                         Visible when

blades

            and branches bend.

                         The wind

speaks fluent

            rain. Despite it

                         the rain

falls straight. And beyond it

abandoned barns

                         defend

            abandoned

men.