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
Our paths shift, circumstance and
attitude shaping our trajectory.
The company we keep alters both
our outlook and destination.
We are where we are
mainly because of who we are
and whom we are with.
04/16/2024 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.
Desiderata coffee mug
resting within reach.
Another day. Dashboard Jesus
looks out
across the 401.
Morning commute rarely fun.
GOD IS MY COPILOT
bumper sticker
signaling codependency required
to deal with the reality
of commuter traffic or life
in general. GO PLACIDLY
AMID THE NOISE AND HASTE
A need
to get to work
to get out
from under the weight of debt
and delusion. STRIVE TO BE HAPPY
Gas gauge shows empty. Faith tested
each turn of the way.
Luck is not something ever
to be counted on. YOU
ARE A CHILD OF THE UNIVERSE
Slave to a mortgage. Another day.
Another
baby on the way,
another car seat to take up space
in the rusted-out minivan.
SPEAK YOUR TRUTH QUIETLY
AND CLEARLY Who is listening
to the lachrymose fragility
of a man crumbling from the inside,
prone to depression and
insolvent insecurity. FOR ALWAYS
THERE WILL BE GREATER AND
LESSER PERSONS
THAN YOURSELF
Another day. A sense of dissatisfaction,
a failed duty to his Father,
his family, and hiding it all behind
the Holy book and a promise
MANY FEARS ARE BORN OF FATIGUE
AND LONELINESS He is tired of
not feeling the wealth
of spirit or enough love
for himself, let alone
the Lord. THEREFORE
BE AT PEACE WITH GOD
WHATEVER YOU CONCEIVE HIM TO BE
AND WHATEVER YOUR LABORS AND
INSPIRATIONS. Pray for the strength
to make it through
another day.
©2017 j.g. lewis
The deepest bow to Max Ehrman and his beautiful Desiderata, evermore prose that reminds and inspires.
And yes, I borrowed freely. Deep peace.
Poem Kubili is an international
companionship of poets with
a common love of writing and
reading poetry. To read more of
of the group’s collected works
visit poemkubili.com
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.
One reply on “Another Day”
Beautiful…