sunlight navigates its way
between
what was and what
is still to come
friday
not just any day
you find the freedom
to notice
transformation happening
as it should
look up
will you see what you should
or observe
all you have neglected
04/26/2024 j.g.l.
Qualifying questions, remedial response.
Knowledge of situations often haunt.
What we know or have been told.
We tell ourselves we just don’t know.
Answers formed by thoughts untold.
Rumour and misinformation often sold.
Conspiracy theories tend to rule the day.
Bare truth and logic will get in the way.
04/22/2024 j.g.l.
Current Thoughts
Open your mouth, let words
bypass lips. Converse consciously
to brethren or bystanders.
Reach out to
close friends gone amiss.
Be not afraid, not now, of
articulating current thoughts and
accomplishments of which
you are proud, and even your sins
(for we have all owned a few)
might seem far less tragic
from an altered point of view.
Give fresh voice
to insecurities and anxieties hidden
within your self, speak highly of
those dusty dreams
languishing on a shelf.
Past sullen moments cast a
lengthy shadow, short-term
expectations tend to dull down
long-term possibilities.
Talk freely around all you want,
or hope, or desire to be.
Each intention will resonate
with those who wholly believe.
Understanding takes effort.
© 2024 j.g. lewis
April 18th is Poem in Your Pocket Day
a day to celebrate poetry by selecting a poem,
carrying it in your pocket, and sharing with the
friends and strangers who cross your path.
Share a poem wherever the day takes you, as you
would share a smile, a gesture, or your kindness.
Sharing is caring.
April is Poetry Month
take a poem to lunch
I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.
I write in my journal most every day, thoughts about where I am and what I am feeling. Random things most of the time, I think it allows me to easier deal with my thoughts.
There is nothing as inspiring as a blank page.
Every day begins like a blank page. There is space to wonder, and space to fill. Some days I may write similar things, just as other days I may do the same things I did yesterday, or last week. We all have that day-to-day stuff we need to do, just as we also try a new activity or experience.
Some days we see the same people. Some days we wonder how they are feeling, as much as we wonder about our own emotions or progress. So we write. Life is, at times, easier when it is all spelled out. At times we have to read between the lines.
Important, then, we have the space. Important how we spend our time.
Each day is a blank page. Not all of them are the same. Some days the ink flows, other days we spend more time correcting mistakes. Sometimes there is more space, sometimes it is darker. All too often it is ruled.
Each page has a purpose. Every day has a purpose. It is important to fill it up.
Make it meaningful.
Today is new page.
Write on.
08/28/2017 j.g.l.
I’m like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
well-rounded,
other times
dull or
occasionally
broken.
Still I write.
j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.