Darkest Hour (poem) by Kathy Armijo on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 4, 2008

Lovely poem!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed on February 9, 2008

Your writings are so recognizable Kathy. I keep saying "I have been there in that darkest hour". I know it well. Beautiful in its journey of emotions.

be well and happy,
Kathy

Reviewed by Selene Skye

Reviewed on February 8, 2008

Wow. You take the reader through so many emotions and just when sadness sweeps through at the last, you end it with two words that make me smile. Beautifully composed!

Reviewed by Cryssa C

Reviewed on February 4, 2008

That drowning feeling can be so real...
I am sure the "son" will bring peace.

Cryssa

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on February 4, 2008

...and yet the smallest amount of light...can still be seen in darkness...a moment of stillness...peace.
John

Reviewed by Larry Lounsbury

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

The depth of feeling alone can bring you down, yet their is always the knowledge that you are never truly home. Time can do things to a place: for its embrace can go full circle. Encircling your steps with a strangers pall: you hear the call of falling leaves. Drawing you back to that artful thieve: deceiving your senses until you start believing in your self. Wealth is found when the seed of spring comes rushing in: your beauty ellipses the romantic plane. Your knight falls to his knees to kiss your flowing train.

Reviewed by Randall Barfield

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

The fact that 'you' KNOW, gives one relief.

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

It is human and real to feel emotions, the good with the bad. This write is a great lesson in that regard.
hugs
Fee

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

love this one Kathy, love holly

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

When your body is tired it speaks to you and your's is asking for rest. Thank you for sharing Kathy.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

Has a gothic feel to this, and a dark night of the soul.
s l e e p. Maybe one's meant to hibernate.
Here's a thought, maybe as so many feel this way, there are military bio/chem tests in the atmosphere.....

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

There is such sadness in your poem dear lady. He has given you the gift of the pen. He has given you a venue to share with. Stop. Think. Look. You are blessed with friends all around. Peace comes with the realization that, "He",is always with you. Blessed be his name. Y

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

It�s always darkest before the dawn

How so very true, Kathy.

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

(((Kathy))),

You are in my prayers - together - you, me, and God, we'll overcome the darkness. And the little twist at the end - another sleepless night, having way too many of them, myself!!!!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

I feel the same way when I run around in circles, trying to do fifteen things at once, when all I really need is time to sleep. I think we are all very guilty of trying to do everything we're expected to do (and then some), when sometimes, we'd just be better advised to stop, breathe, and let God's guidance steer us in the right direction.

A beautiful write, Kathy. I pray you'll find some rest time, soon.

Jill

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

Dear...perhaps what was needed was a soft and tender lullaby?

Georg

Reviewed by larry linville

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

The scriptures say, "Sorrow may last for the night but joy comes in the morning." In the darkness of the night our aloneness seems to be amplified. The first rays of sun (Son) begins to chase away the darkness.

Larry

Reviewed by Ted Bossis

Reviewed on February 3, 2008

Perhaps tis the only way ~ as you are ()fragile & graceful ~()~ evevlool Ted

Reviewed by Charlie

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

Be still, girl, and know... just know... --Charlie

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

ah, sleep would be good--rest well

Reviewed by Axilea MU

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

Many thoughts, a little confusion and maybe even exhaustion... Precisely the kind of thinking one can have in such moments.

Axilea

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

We all can relate,you really captured the moment, and I felt a shiver just thinking of the feeling. My prayers are with you,Kathy!
Great write!

luv,
et

Reviewed by Ed J.

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

Well done! It's amazing how one can feel alone even when surrounded by people. Thanks for sharing.

Stay well and keep writing.

Ed

Reviewed by Phyllis Jean Green

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

Do I know the feeling !! You have done a wonderful job of describing a near-univeral sense of sadness and frustration at not being able to
connect. Exhaustion often brings it on. Oh, well. S o m e. day we'll get enough rest. Right? Luv 'n' Hugs, Pea

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

Good one, Kathy; I should head on to bed myself, but the darn muse woke me up. I will post my story; then it's off to the bedroom--to sleep! LOL Very well penned; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

I think most people will have to admit they have been at this place at some point in there life, thank you for sharing this poem, and thank you for your kindness, and all your reviews, you are a blessing...
God Bless
Michelle~

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

S-t-r-e-t-c-h !!! It always helps circulate the blood more. I'm tired too and sometimes just feel broken but faith continues on. I can relate here.
Love and blessings,
Susan

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on February 2, 2008

Kathy,
I can so relate to this poem! Yes darkest before the dawn..rest and sleep and tomorrow brings new beginnings..
Much peace, love, and lightness to you dear friend,
Amber "V"