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: open space
The Sun, like the
Moon, is always there.
Clouds may get
in the way, yet
there is always light.
Even in darkness.
Follow your sunlight,
it will guide you
where you
need to be,
even in the darkness
j.g.l.
Posted on November 13, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
to see
eye to eye
effort = outcome
11/13/2020 j.g.l.
Posted on November 7, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
Leaves hanging on, holding on,
day after or day before. Closer.
We know this can’t be autumn
evermore. Impressions. Cooler
mornings. Slight breeze. The end
of one season, the beginning of
another a long cold winter. Soon.
Perhaps. How can we know?
Apprehension. Wicked winds
have not yet stripped trees bare.
We find comfort in colour and
perception. Sometimes it’s not
the ability to face a storm, but
the forethought to recognize
what is coming. Hold on.
j.g.l.
