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 2022
Today?
What today?
Or tomorrow and
tomorrow and tomorrow?
Each day becomes
each day on its own,
while the shadows of
so many yesterdays continue.
To say today is the day
negates the impact of
those days left behind and
those still to come.
10/11/2022 j.g.l.
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a long sip
a deep breath
a lingering thought
a quick glance
a gentle smile
It is how we measure our time
in the company of others.
Occasions, as they happen,
make up our lives with friends
and family. Blessings.
Be thankful for the memories
and moments that come with
each occasion.
Happy Thanksgiving.
Stay blessed.
10/10/2022 j.g.l.
Posted on October 9, 2022 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
I can’t tell (or don’t know) if I’ll be up before dawn or if I will lay awake tonight, or any night.
I’m attracted to things going on in our skies. Perhaps insomnia has a purpose.
The night offers perspective.
The stars, the clouds, the Moon, and all those mundane and misplaced miracles (like stardust, space junk, timid teenage dreams and erotic fantasy) show us how small we actually are.
It is proportionate to our perspective.
I believe our desire to see the reality of the sky keeps our childlike curiosity alive.
I think we need things that shock and awe to maintain our sense of wonder.
Like full moons, and like tonight.
The Moon is not simply reflected light.
© 2017 j.g. lewis
