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: September 2018
Boundaries
we come to know, and believe.
Tried, tested, often failed.
How can we reach out if we don’t know
how far we have gone from stranger
to acquaintance. Or lovers.
Former to later.
Boundaries seemed not to matter.
Overwhelmed, still and again,
self-doubt and denial I am unable to confess
even to myself.
And you.
We may long for the same things
in different places
Boundaries undefined.
We may never know who we are
and still we see.
Beyond this naked ambiguity, we clutch our breath,
gobsmacked at the power or potential
of what could happen.
Love, acceptance,
expressed, received.
It is not logic that takes us
where we want to go, but
emotion that pulls us along.
We see in others
what we want to see.
We look past boundaries
when this sense of unknowing
is all that you know.
© 2018 j.g. lewis
Posted on September 25, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
If you are not
prepared to listen,
why would others
bother to speak?
Should you corrupt
the silence with anger,
it only shows
you are weak.
09/25/2018 j.g.l.
Posted on September 24, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We see what we want to see.
We see what is there.
We often try to see something beyond the obvious, but it can be difficult. Too often our view is blocked by hatred, or cruelty, or injustice.
We see what is there.
We need to look further.
We need to see kindness instead of greed.
We need to see cooperation instead of confrontation.
We need to see fairness instead of imbalance.
We need to try; it’s taking a moment, here and there, throughout your day, to look at something else. Give your eyes the opportunity to soak up any random beauty in your path.
Look for it. It is there.
09/24/2018 j.g.l.
