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: July 2021
sometimes
patience pays
more than it costs
time required
is not time lost
take the time before
it is taken away
do not rush
you have got all day
07/13/2021 j.g.l.
Posted on July 12, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
I bought a new rain jacket last week.
Given the forecast for the week ahead, and the one we’ve just been through, I’m pretty sure it’s a good investment.
Quite simply, in recent days, I’ve been drenched one too many times by unexpected downpours (even though the weather reports said to expect rain).
You can only chance it for so long, and me without an umbrella.
I used to have a couple — a selection actually of dependable rain garments but they were never there when needed, then never there at all.
Where did they go?
It took several stops at several stores to find a jacket that was rainproof and not just “rain repellent”, and high tech without being high-priced.
I selected function over fashion, steering clear of recognizable logos and brand names, and ended up with a rather boring grey jacket.
So far, it works when it should, and does what it needs to do.
Practicality is my fashion statement.
07/12/2021 j.g.l.
Posted on July 11, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Through the night,
some time
awake and wondering,
as often I do,
What am I missing?
Routine occurrence.
Random shame,
specifically
of nothing.
Why do I wonder?
Dreams restore,
remind us what happened,
when and why who
said what.
Why do I not remember?
Insomnia illustrates little
of what it should.
If I wasn’t awake
now and again.
What am I missing?
07/11/2021 j.g.l.
