apocalypse in the first world

we lost electricity
for 5 minutes
5 minutes of dark
to hear rain on the roof
and wind twisting tree limbs
into stick figures
practicing yoga

and my girl
running for the candle
by the light of her tablet
asked me
if this meant

the apocalypse
was early

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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17 Responses to apocalypse in the first world

  1. Susan that provoked a unnerving feeling in me – as I guess was your intent – excellent.

  2. ruleofstupid says:

    Funny isn’t it, how our ridiculous mania’s and hysteria’s find their way down to create needless nightmares for our children.
    Or maybe I’m just having an off day and being cynical. I just feel people can be so solipsistic, even generational solipsism, where their own self-indulgent fears cause a harm they never even consider. Invented trauma as a twisted kind of comfort blanket.
    Ah. Clearly I’m cynical Panda today. A great poem anyway, points to an interesting reality.

  3. rohan7things says:

    This is really poignant, and very cute too 🙂


  4. nelle says:

    rofl… I had to divert on a winding course in order to avoid a downed line. No sign of the apocalypse, however.

  5. mobius faith says:

    THis is delightful!!!

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