This image is courtesy of photographer Ben Heine

It’s interesting how our emotions have an effect on our perception of reality. The mood we keep can cause the world around us to look a certain way, for the hours to feel longer or shorter, for the fun to shine brighter or to appear dull.

I thought this an interesting concept, so I wrote poem with that in mind:



I was woken by this feeling
of hours sailing away.
The alarm clock read
late morning but
the sky was deeply
Seven hours in and
already I miss the
kind of sunny robust day
that likes to flaunt her
aureate wares.
These vacant hours,
stretched and dragging,
feel like a week,
a week that droops
until it reminds me
of a solid month of



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