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 2023
Detours and distractions, a path filled with exploration,
adventure, and the occasional mishap.
Rear-view mirrors provide no option
when you are focused straight ahead.
Question the direction.
I will forget reverse, I have already let it pass.
I will not need a compass, but require an atlas.
There are too many destinations to be confined to a map.
© 2023 j.g. lewis
Posted on July 18, 2023 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Who can you trust?
Is there a truth?
Can you believe all you are
told, how you’ve been taught,
or what you been through?
Nursery rhymes, history
lessons and little white lies,
however can you know
if you can’t trust your soul?
Harsh truth. Evermore.
No matter how old, you are
still being sold. The media and
messages taped up on the street,
fallaciously advertise
what you need to be free.
At times we will struggle;
anxiety is real. How can you tell?
What have you felt?
Are you brave enough to face
your distinct mental hell.
07/18/2023 j.g.l.
Posted on July 17, 2023 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
What matters is not the trends of the time, the size of your bank account, or an ability to categorize or compartmentalize feelings or current state of mind.
More than that, you need immediacy.
What matters is that you are there for yourself; with that you are better able to deal with your own emotions or those of a friend.
In that you are present.
Focus.
Find your space.
07/17/2023 j.g.l.
