O Heavenly Creator
I fall upon your grace, love, and peace tonight, work within them.
Please touch my brothers and sisters heart tonight, and every night.
I see your love in them all , just calm the storms within them now.
My heart breaks for their pain, you O Lord do the impossible now.
Heal them of everything that is hurting them at this very moment.
Rescue them, keep their Light from being put out by their anger.
Just restore them and lead them through this darkness to the other side.
Then bless them use their poetry here to heal and bless one another.
I pray this in Christ blessed name amen.

As I walk through the door,
Auden tells me to turn off the lights,
I dismantle the moon, put out the stars
But I wish he hadn't left.

eventually,
we will all stop writing poetry
because everything we write
becomes true
and our pens don't stop bleeding

Leaves treated roughly
Storms hail raining through green skin
Trees still wave goodbye