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
It is a thought, and it is my first today,
of possibilities that were not probable.
When did expressing your beliefs
become so fraught?
Will tensions subside considering
random solutions to potential puzzles
at a point where there appears to be
little or nothing to show for a life
overshadowed by common temptations,
an uncommon incompetence, carefree
curiosity, occasionally irrational impulses
on a rational, even logical, path.
Satisfaction: you only know it
when it finds you. It is illusive, only
because what you believe you want
is not always there.
04/02/2024 j.g.l.
Posted on March 31, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
What remains to be seen, outside the letters, punctuation (or lack thereof), and emotion that spills out onto the page, is a reality to be experienced.
The colours are there — even in a black and white medium of pencil or ink — should you choose to allow yourself to be swayed by another human’s representation of what life was like in the time it was written.
In past or present tense, it makes up for common sense. Poetry is like life itself.
Poetry keeps us alive and wondering, whether we know it or not.
April is Poetry Month
Feel it. See it. Live it.
03/31/2024 j.g.l.
Posted on March 30, 2024 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
It is National Pencil Day, an annual
event to honour one of history’s
greatest inventions.
Just think of all the things you can
do with a pencil. Your first complete
sentence was probably written with
a pencil. Yes, you may have learned
individual letters with a crayon,
but it was with a pencil that we all
practiced the art of basic written
communication.
How amazing is that!
A pencil is forgiving. It knows you
will make mistakes, and easily
accommodates. A pencil allows you
to make a mark, and to correct it
if you feel the need.
Write on.
