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: March 2020
Not spring, not yet,
not the type of cold you can’t forget.
Wake and wonder how we slept,
what has been done, what is still left?
Plans will change, uncertainty,
the plans you made unknowingly.
Emotions always come into play,
when rain soaks down,
we feel the grey.
The time between night or day;
a further chance, another way.
© 2020 j.g. lewis
Posted on March 3, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Behaviours;
how we chose to view
actions, intent, or
the affronts of others
requires understanding,
tolerance,
or faith.
Respect,
like forgiveness, must
be earned.
It must be learned.
Can you find the respect
to forgive yourself?
03/03/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on March 2, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
it only takes
one step
you’ve taken many before
you got there
somehow
still
you keep going
one step at a time
your direction changes
haphazardly
or with purpose
drawn to the action or
silence
doing what you believe is
right
or proper
many times your steps
don’t align with others
that’s okay
it is fine
each of us is going
somewhere
all of us have somewhere
to be
our paths may cross
diverge
then disappear
but we all leave a mark
03/02/2020 j.g.l.
