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 2019
Uncertainty,
one day at a time.
Where are you going to go
tomorrow? Distance
today is longer
than we care to notice
or acknowledge.
11/21/2019 j.g.l.
Posted on November 20, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Unrelenting in its determination,
unceasing. Our resiliency stronger
than even we know, a capacity for
understanding more than what shows.
How then to deal with, or accommodate,
even lessen the impact. Cause and effect.
A conundrum. An intrusion. Never ending.
Daunted by circumstance, inundated with
ignorance, we struggle with our self.
Breathe. Let it out.
Are you able to manage the pressure, as
it builds, as it corrupts, as it influences
each and every decision or outcome.
We all are feeling more than we deserve.
It is constant in its resolve. How will you
know when you are ready to blow?
Does it accumulate internally, littering
precious thought patterns, preventing
progress. Can it be prevented?
Breathe. Let it go.
©2019 j.g. lewis
Posted on November 19, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Do you recall
what was there
before it was gone;
before all that is left
is all that you know.
Contrast in place of
details. Less light.
Fewer shadows.
What was there
before you noticed
it was gone? Details.
11/19/2019 j.g.l.
