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.
Category: A daily breath
“Some of the most complete
and satisfying works of art
have been produced when
their authors had no idea
of creating a work of art,
but were concerned with
the expression of an idea.”
– Man Ray
Posted on September 16, 2015 by j.g.lewis // 1 Comment
It is the night when you dream,
the night when you hope, when
thoughts run rampant
and anything is possible.
Plots are hatched
and scenes run deep,
without conscious defense
from the practical
and unassailable reasoning
one must muster
in sundrenched days.
It is at night when you think
of those you love, or loved,
those who have left by death
or divorce or distraction.
There should be peace at night,
and rest should come easy.
If you can’t find that safety
or reassurance
beside the person who
shares your bed,
you won’t find satisfaction
with the thoughts
in your head.
You should be soothed by
the security of night’s darkness
and wake
with contentment
to the reality we call a day.
j.g.l.
Posted on September 15, 2015 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
