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
Our paths shift, circumstance and
attitude shaping our trajectory.
The company we keep alters both
our outlook and destination.
We are where we are
mainly because of who we are
and whom we are with.
04/16/2024 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.
Choices made today will define how this world will move forward.
I will be affected by the result, as will every citizen of this continent (and planet), but I will not have a part in how this all plays out.
This is not my election.
Canada has many difficulties, and our sometime problematic political system is one of them, but we have not had to (and are unlikely to) face the issues you are contending with.
There is noting to compare today’s presidential election to, but our country and the world, will be watching.
We share a long, principally unguarded, border with the United States, which is not hindered by fences or ideals. We share a similar culture, but have our own race issues, environmental concerns, and our own type of political and economic corruption.
Our money is different, but it’s value rests on what happens in the U.S..
I have spent months into years looking down on America, and I say that only from the perspective of a northerly neighbour.
Right now, the psyche of the U.S.A. is threadbare. So much damage has been done over these past years. You are hurting, I can tell. It is obvious.
I can see.
Sadly, there will not be a clear winner today.
The shadow of this election will loom long.
The U.S.A. is so polarized that civil unrest is not just likely, but guaranteed. It’s sad. The fact that Wal-Mart has removed guns and ammunition from its retail shelves in the days prior to this election is just one example of the potential this humble Canadian sees. The American retailer has built its global dominance in both capitalism and greed; I know Wal-Mart will sell almost anything to anybody if there is profit involved.
Nobody will profit from the destruction this election campaign has cost your country.
Regardless of which candidate and party is victorious in 2020, you all have healing to do. The pain will continue for quite some time.
You have, collectively, made that choice.
After today you will have to live with the results.
And we Canadians will watch with both sympathy and compassion at what has happened, or what will happen, as it happens.
While we will feel your pain, we have our own fractures, and bruises, and scars.
It hurts in a different place.
11/03/2020 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.