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.
Month: April 2016
It is not what you read,
but what you see. Poetry
puts sound
to each insightful glance,
longing gaze,
or fluttering lash,
with scintillating
truth and accuracy.
Poetry has
the uncanny ability
to present reality
to itself.
© 2016 j.g. lewis
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April is Poetry Month
something new every day
spread the words
Innocence bathes each shadow
the spaces in-between
Quiet
save gentle birdsong
morning shades senses with
an untranslatable comfort
Mind awash
with appreciation
for what is and
all it may be
This is the now
we have dreamt upon
the moment we wake
the day
we paint shadows and
the spaces between
Substance full of light and
authenticity
the soul is both
a canvas and a palette
Spirit moves
in wide swaths or
provides delicate accents of
hope
confidence
and forgiveness
Embrace change
as you do history family
and honesty
Your thoughts
breath and being
full of kindness
compassion and creativity
What colour
will you be
today?
© 2016 j.g. lewis
April is Poetry Month
something new every day
spread the words
Feed your self
change of reason
© 2010 j.g. lewis
April is Poetry Month
something new every day
spread the words
