sunlight navigates its way
between
what was and what
is still to come
friday
not just any day
you find the freedom
to notice
transformation happening
as it should
look up
will you see what you should
or observe
all you have neglected
04/26/2024 j.g.l.
Qualifying questions, remedial response.
Knowledge of situations often haunt.
What we know or have been told.
We tell ourselves we just don’t know.
Answers formed by thoughts untold.
Rumour and misinformation often sold.
Conspiracy theories tend to rule the day.
Bare truth and logic will get in the way.
04/22/2024 j.g.l.
Current Thoughts
Open your mouth, let words
bypass lips. Converse consciously
to brethren or bystanders.
Reach out to
close friends gone amiss.
Be not afraid, not now, of
articulating current thoughts and
accomplishments of which
you are proud, and even your sins
(for we have all owned a few)
might seem far less tragic
from an altered point of view.
Give fresh voice
to insecurities and anxieties hidden
within your self, speak highly of
those dusty dreams
languishing on a shelf.
Past sullen moments cast a
lengthy shadow, short-term
expectations tend to dull down
long-term possibilities.
Talk freely around all you want,
or hope, or desire to be.
Each intention will resonate
with those who wholly believe.
Understanding takes effort.
© 2024 j.g. lewis
April 18th is Poem in Your Pocket Day
a day to celebrate poetry by selecting a poem,
carrying it in your pocket, and sharing with the
friends and strangers who cross your path.
Share a poem wherever the day takes you, as you
would share a smile, a gesture, or your kindness.
Sharing is caring.
April is Poetry Month
take a poem to lunch
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.
My Canada includes possibility. Not just a land rich in natural resources, or a country that welcomes the world in every language, my Canada, above all, is a nation that can only become stronger.
My Canada does not tolerate, it accepts; it is not about politics, but rather people.
My Canada is freedom, to live how you can, and love who you want to; there are no restrictions, but you should not hate, and you should not harm, and you can (if you put your heart to it) find comfort in like-minded people who want nothing more than to create a better world for all.
My Canada is polite (yes, the rumors are true), it is cultured, and it is considerate.
My Canada is not blind to the willful destruction taking place across this planet, but it does what it can to promote peace, and equality, and justice.
My Canada knows it is not conceivable that all the ills of the world can be cured overnight, but it keeps trying.
My Canada is not boastful, not vaingloriously so, but it is proud, and it is certain the standards we hold high are achievable, in time.
My Canada tries hard to care for itself. Yes, we fail or have failed, many times in the past, but we will not be held hostage by our history. Yesterday may have contained many mistakes, and we have paid dearly for them, but we can inspire ourselves to continue stepping forward over boundaries set before us.
My Canada is inclusive, and together we can make something happen.
My Canada is not a dream, nor is it a place; it is a reality we can make happen.
My Canada is a land where the individual can make a difference. I know I will keep trying, and you are welcome to join me.
Happy Canada Day.
j.g.l.
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.