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: October 2020
Sometimes you are surprised
by where you are. Other times
you can be surprised by what
is there. Take a good look.
Always be open to surprise.
10/16/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on October 15, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
When night
can go no longer, and
daylight
will hardly wait,
we all wake to find
sky full of
surprise
if we choose to look.
Each new day offers
another view.
Look up.
10/15/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on October 14, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
I hear you, more than I listen to myself.
Messages of caution or concern,
statements of grace, sentiment
not fallen on inattentive ears.
The words we can,
the words we must,
the words we say.
The words we trust
And this. And we, are we
even comfortable with our vocabulary?
Do we know or can we tell,
right words from the wrong?
Conversation or confrontation, depending
on your situation, those same words mean
something else to someone else.
It’s becomes even more difficult to tell.
The words we say.
The words we hear,
spell out misunderstanding.
Injustice. Pain or fear
Shared experience, descriptions,
details, doubt and deception at times
difficult to put into words.
Our emotions demand that they must.
Honesty is what it is, as it has
always been, but spoken less and less
more and more. It matters not how you
express yourself, only that you do.
© 2020 j.g. lewis
