The times of day affect the mind...

b"h

8/5/13

The times of day affect the mind --

The morning offers hope --

And afternoon -- a time to find

Some strategy to cope

With coming of the eventide

And then -- the strength to fight

The devils of the dark -- inside

The caverns of the night.

Reviews

[Frieda P]

Wow, so true. We start each new day with new verve if we're lucky enough to see the light, then as the day progresses it throws us curve balls, as the darkness takes over we have a whole other mindset by that time....very clever & succinct my friend.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Frieda you are too nice. Can't anyone say they hated my poem? Come on... please? Tell you what... read a poem of mine in the night time; that will help you hate it! Love, D

[Frieda P]

Ha I'm only being honest David, your need for a bad review is beyond my comprehension when you're such a talented individual, is it the artist's angst in need of a beat down? ;-)

[Firestone Feinberg]

Nah. I live on angst... when I can spell it! Thanks my dear. --D

[Karen]

A day of struggle for the superhero... this was my first reaction to this poem. LOL! Then I reflected on the truths within the poem, the way one's emotions can be so influenced by the time of day as this poem so craftily expresses. Thank you for writing and sharing this poem!

[Firestone Feinberg]

Once again, Karen, I thank you for your kind and wise words. I don't know where the poem came from -- it's like it wrote itself. You are a generous person. --David

[Relic]

I find a lot of truth in this. The night seems to bring on depressing thoughts at times. I don't know why that is. Yet, in the morning, things don't seem that bad. Nice poem David and something we can all relate to.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you so much Relic for you kind and generous words. I don't know where this poem came from. It's like it wrote itself. You are a good one, you. You radiate warmth like the morning sun. --david

[Relic]

My pleasure David.

[John]

If you can't find hope in the morning, God help you. A truth succinctly and wittily expressed and could be used like a mantra in those late night moments of hopelessness. It strikes me as a poem that perfectly expresses its ideas. it cannot be improved.

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you John, once again, for your careful and thoughtful review. I highly value your opinion and your words make me smile and even hope, albeit afternoon! David

[Jamie Jenkins]

Your poem is wonderfully true, for some, but I find it the other way around. I find, it's the late night, or the early morning, when the mind won't let you go to sleep, is the most hopeful time of the day. It's the time where you are all alone in the dark and your thoughts unconsciously bring you to think about the light of the morning; it is that part of night/morning where you make promises to yourself to wake up a different person. And it is the following morning which is the saddest, when you realize you didn't wake any different. It's quite an insane cycle, I find. But I guess my sleep schedule is just too messed up from insomnia and your poem speaks the truths. Either way it's a wonderful write!

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thank you so much for time and energy it took for you to write this interesting review. You are absolutely right. Persons differ in how the times of day affect them. For many of us sleep is not a restful thing, and I too, have plenty of mornings that seem hopeless. It was this afternoon that the poem came to me... could it be my general fear of sleepless and never-ending nights? Who knows!
Thanks again Jamie. --david

[Jamie Jenkins]

Well I do wish you to find hope in the light of the morning, as we all should! -J

[Firestone Feinberg]

Thanks Jamie -- and you too! --d