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.
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You would not wish to become this involved
in a world that will swallow you whole.
It is the bigger picture.
How should we speak of the atrocities or
comprehend what we witness? Or fear?
Instant exposure to the elements;
the greed, the power or violence.
It is all in the details.
Why do you mask your shame, ask
forgiveness, yet accept no blame?
You won’t speak.
You can’t breathe.
Underserved emotions with ancillary needs.
The capacity is no longer there.
The effort, at best, is trial and error.
Watching an abject failure of humanity.
What will you do with your anger when
sentiment becomes a part of the process?
© 2022 j.g. lewis
Posted on March 5, 2022 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Awaken the night
feeling a fire,
new moon of fortune, new moon desire.
Headlights randomly spray
stray light in the wake
of a few restless souls, little left
to forsake.
Window cracked slightly, aware of the noise,
discounting discomfort, confronting a choice.
A season of change and mysterious ways
growing weary of colour,
and
tired of the days.
A breath wholly taken in the good name of fear,
exhale in silence,
the silence found here.
Winter is going, but never soon enough,
it’s the waiting for the waiting that
makes it so tough.
Test pattern sheds light on the night’s darkest hour
before pre-dawn confusion from a much higher power.
Sanctimonious lessons in a stiff designer suit
no lack of words, she knows what to do.
Obey,
fall in line
or
fall out of grace,
Heaven, in her good judgment,
is a judgmental place.
New moon wonder,
new moon is now,
unconscious thought enlightens somehow.
To be mindful of a future only makes sense
stop reviewing past actions in solely past tense.
Breathe it all in,
as you listen and learn,
question your morals and for what you may yearn.
No dreams for the restless, wandering their way,
few thoughts for the weary with so much to say.
New moon,
new cycle, falls into sight
dilemmas become clearer when the days become bright.
©2016 j.g. lewis
Posted on March 2, 2022 by j.g.lewis // 4 Comments
I’ve been hacked.
There is no other way to say it, other than the soultalk page I have been running on Facebook for about 5 years is no longer under my control..
soultalk regularly offered journaling programs and had developed into a trustworthy community.
Now, I don’t have access to the subscribers, followers, or the private pages we used for our journaling sessions.
Yeah, I’m pissed off, and there is nothing I can do about it. I’m not entirely sure how it happened, but Facebook can’t (or won’t) help.
So, for now, if you get messages or invitations from soultalk, or see content or advertising this seems strange, know that the page it is not what it used to be, and not what it should be.
j.g. lewis
