Month: March 2022
A lost hour,
clocks spring ahead
and we hardly notice,
as we slept through it all.
Still, each hour,
and the minutes of each
hour, can be broken down
into seconds that count.
03/13/2022 j.g.l.
Posted on March 12, 2022 by j.g.lewisLeave a commentunforeseen shard of fuchsia,
fibril against the monotony
of the day.
fleeting
before the ashen dome
shuts
for the night.
just enough to satisfy, a
need for brighter landscapes.
traces of optimism,
or hope,
just enough.
interior lights pressed into action,
exhaust spews into the damp chill
of the city.
swiftly
as night falls, so too the
mercury.
last gasp of winter.
seasons end, another begins, a
need for warmth.
we seek optimism.
or just
enough hope.
cold dark thoughts relegated to
the intricate concealed wrinkles
of the mind.
painfully
we accept the totality of our loses
hopefully
forging new perceptions.
new thoughts, and language, a
stronger need.
brittle optimism
may be
enough now.
time changes, we too, in increments.
the night inevitably lost to dreams
of serious moonlight.
quietly.
did we not notice, do we not
care?
one less hour. one step
closer, the prelude, a
knowing unknown.
perhaps warmth,
optimism, or
just enough hope.
©2015 j.g. lewis
Posted on March 11, 2022 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
what will you alter?
do you have that sort of effect?
#alwayswiththequestions
03/11/2022 j.g.l.