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.
My camera sits on a shelf, immobile. Unused.
It feels like it has been months since I’ve taken it out for a walk (it probably has), and the last time I remember strapping it on, nothing caught my eye.
It’s unusual for me not to engage with the camera, particularly since at one point in my life I used it pretty much every day.
Then I didn’t, for a long while.
About four years ago, after I had moved to a new city, I began using my camera equipment with regularity as a means of getting to know my new home. It was a great excuse to get out and see the people and culture, study the architecture, and enjoy life as it presented itself.
My creativity flourished, and my photography inspired other aspects of my life.
So why, now, do I feel so uninspired? It’s been a couple of months. I even took unplanned time away from writing for a couple of weeks
Maybe it is the weather, or personal stuff, or maybe I need a new plan, but I’m beginning to feel that you can’t turn on creativity like a light switch. You have to work at it; you can’t just take it off the shelf when you are inspired. You have to find it.
I know you can find inspiration every day, but if you don’t go looking for it, how do you know it is there?
03/18/2019 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.