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: February 2024
I need to remind myself, more often,
who I am and what I have become.
More so, I need to remind myself of
what I am becoming.
If I am truly a work in progress, how
much progress have I made?
How can I tell if I don’t remind myself
or question myself?
Only I can really know.
02/15/2024 j.g.l.
Posted on February 14, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
hugs and kisses
and more
flowers chocolates
words of endearment
or romance
for those so inclined
love is expressed
in so many ways
today above any other day
(though every day counts)
some days more than others
show your love
like it matters
it does
© 2024 j.g. lewis
Posted on February 13, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
I am fairly certain
the uncertainty will pass, that
the anxiety masking my days
will wash away when
the time is right, or
my spirit will feel more
than it does right now.
We all live under the cloud
of self-judgement. Some days
it is thicker than
we ever imagined, while we
wait for the day it will dissipate.
We are not what
we often feel.
02/13/2024 j.g.l.
