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: November 2018
The sleep, the time,
the daylight we have gained
will only be taken back.
In the spring we lose,
in the fall we gain, a practice
we continue, again and again.
Will our lives change much
over a meagre hour?
Does time have its place,
its privilege, or power
to disrupt emotions;
what is yours or what’s mine?
Will it make
any real difference?
We are all passing time.
11/04/2018 j.g.l.
Posted on November 3, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We could all use
a little more kindness.
Begin with yourself.
Be kind to yourself, and
everything else will
fall into place.
11/03/2018 j.g.l.
j.g.l.
Posted on November 2, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Who are you today?
What will you give
as a greater expression
of yourself?
What will you
do today?
How about tomorrow?
11/02/2018 j.g.l.
