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
Beyond insomnia, no
longer imagination, and
still questions.
The Moon’s mystery
need not keep you awake,
not when there are so
many earthly concerns
to occupy your mind
at 1:18 a.m.
Full Moon illuminates
our world, even through
clouds, even days later,
a sacred glow that sheds
no light on the difficulties
or dilemmas we face
time and again.
Often there are no answers.
The mysteries of the Moon
need not keep you awake,
but they will keep you alive.
j.g.l.
Posted on July 4, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
You have to question
yourself, if you always
demand answers from
others.
Resolution never flows
as swiftly, smoothly, or
(sometimes) as truthfully
in the light of day, but
at 2:48 a.m., the certainty
becomes obvious.
Think about it. Are you
telling yourself all you
need to know, or simply
repeating what you want
to hear?
j.g.l.
Posted on December 10, 2018 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
There is a whole lot of
bullshit out there, with, maybe,
even more misguided belief.
We blindly trust lovers,
and brothers, and
snake oil salesmen.
Perhaps I have been
one or another at some
point in my life, and still
cannot figure out how
an answer is contrived
without knowing, at 3:42 a.m.,
what you have to say.
What are you thinking, or do
you even bother considering
what you meant to me?
Are you so comfortable in your
silence, wrapped up in silken
dreams, that all of this remains
a mystery?
j.g.l.
