Month: April 2023
Sense of Perspective
More than a scent of maturity,
once colourfast memories fade
as photographs of my youth
have dissipated. Sun-damaged,
no longer bold images of the
adolescence I often celebrated,
they clearly do not hold the same
sense of perspective. Time will
tarnish all you cannot protect
from reality. Even in hindsight,
we can only see what is there.
Dream-like moments, fragile
and fractured as they are, reveal
both sanctimonious subtext and
secrets open to interpretation.
Even without the clarity, vision
still has a defined purpose.
© 2023 j.g. lewis
April 27th is Poem in Your Pocket Day,
a day for celebrating poetry by selecting
a poem, keeping it close, and sharing it
with the humans you meet during the day.
Share a poem as you would share a smile,
a gesture, or kindness that comes naturally.
lines align
horizontally
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y a grid is formed
parallel lines mark our lifetime
yet the obvious is not apparent
focus on the dot
centre of screen
look closely at all
that you perceive
we cannot always see straight ahead
and hindsight seldom serves a purpose
distortions or distractions
breaks in the lines clarity
acuity
your central vision is not
the same on the periphery
at a distance do you readily
recognize common forms
you will not see things like me
you will not see the same
through
each eye or
each other
open or shut
are all the lines complete enough
even in the black and white
there are many areas of grey
not all lines remain
clear and straight
lines converge
edges distort
like life
we rarely see
the complete picture
© 2023 j.g. lewis
Posted on April 25, 2023 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Looking for the right word
to be guided through difficulties and
complexities we encounter,
as we do, as we go.
Spiritual guidance. Inspiration
we know we need, we always do.
Be it poem or passage of divine
intervention; stimulation, documentation,
a treasured book where we rely on
what is in front of us.
Faith is only found by looking.
It comes in unexpected places.
In transit, a coffee shop, or
one of those nights when you cannot
rest, when you are reminded
of something you read.
Some other time, in the back of the
mind. Somewhere only you know.
04/25/2023 j.g.l.