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
Our paths shift, circumstance and
attitude shaping our trajectory.
The company we keep alters both
our outlook and destination.
We are where we are
mainly because of who we are
and whom we are with.
04/16/2024 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.
“I can’t keep up the calls”
I feel “Sadness..
Because some people will think ..
She is hard on me., forgotten time..
Why can’t she,
See, or even “Feel with me!?”
But that’s not “truth–
I can say, with no regret
My heart is “Occupied”
Our souls have met..
I am in Love
And Love is in me..
Which feels like, a constant Shelter..
Home.
I have to follow “My Path”..
To live My.. Life
I need my “Freedom”
to follow my –Soul..
Time ..
I need so much..
Time is “Rude on me, I must
follow “My Heart”
I’ve tried to live a life
for “All..
Consuming all of my heart beats,
To fulfill my goals for being kind ,
“A Heart Wearing Soul”
All at once..
To give, and show..
That I Am ..
Nice .. I try to say,
In so many ways,
That I can care
That I can hope..
That I can love
That I can grow..
I Am worth full.
Sur ma route..
Yes I know
Just to Be ..
And breathe
And feel ..Free
Unconditionally.
Just like that
To give, and take..
And letting my heart rest,
where it wants to go..
Where it belongs,
My Shelter .. “Home”
Where it wants to stay..
“I can’t keep up the calls”
But need you to know..
You are worth full,
in your own way
We all need to sing our own song,
That’s the beauty of Life..
To care
To hope..
To love
To grow..
You have to follow
the beauty of your Soul.
Your path, and don’t think at All..
Trust in the rhythm of your Heart
Beat.
And believe that one day,
you Will
say; ” I can’t keep up the calls..”
@2018 Lisette Kiene
Lisette Kiene lives in Gouda, The Netherlands.
Lisette is a graphic designer & owner of a Creative Soul.
She is a believer of an endless destination, naturally.
She transforms thoughts and whisperings into writing.
She follows her own melody.
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.