An attempt at poetry

Listen: I know I’m not a poet, but what’s the point of blogging if you can’t throw an amateur attempt out there once in a while? Here goes:

A reason for the aliens

When the aliens in their shimmery green space suits
Finally pin me to the ground and ask me
(demand, in fact)
To provide a single reason why they should not
Vaporize the entire planet
(A fiery Armageddon for all our sins, none
Of which they can fully understand)
I do not, not even for a moment,
Think of our mighty dams and symphonies
Or all of the other loud noises we have made
But I think instead

Of a snowy afternoon
When my son came home with a headache,
A touch of flu,
And he laid in his bed
With his hands slipped neatly
Beneath his head
And my wife curled in with him to sleep
And I watched from the door
While the snow fell so silently, so silently,
Less even than a prayer.

About Huenemann

Curious about the ways humans use their minds and hearts to distract themselves from the meaninglessness of life.
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3 Responses to An attempt at poetry

  1. Jane Tew says:

    What a beautiful poem from a beautiful soul.


  2. Huenemann says:

    Thanks, sister!


  3. Mike says:

    I liked this a lot. I’m also new to poetry, that pseudopoem I sent you wasn’t initially meant to be poetry, the content just pulled me in that way. Now I want to try to write more poetry. I found an editorial circle where we’ll meet and read/critique each others writings. I’m hoping that works out well. I’m worried they won’t be familiar enough with philosophy but probably that’s a good thing.


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