A little cold, little wet,
a little tired and yet
I am here. Still,
full of wonder.
The morning chill leaves
little to the imagination
and much less
to hope for.
Expected, perhaps, as it
always is, this time, this
season is only what
we ask of it.
11/21/2024 j.g.l.
The answers are far less certain
than even last week, to all those
perennial questions or solutions
you might seek.
What do you believe, or
what do you believe in?
Come Monday, you have fewer
questions than you had last week.
For a while there are less doubts
in what you believe.
Whom do you believe in,
and who believes in you?
11/18/2024 j.g.l.
We want to know what
we don’t know, or hadn’t thought of,
or forgot.
What mattered then,
or what mattered when, shifts over time.
We notice.
Perception is what you don’t see.
Deception is what know.
You see it differently through your aloneness.
The truth behind a lie,
you question how and why.
It made sense.
Anticipation keeps us waiting
for only so long. Will it matter
if you felt it never did?
© 2021 j.g. lewis
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.
There are millions of words
upon thousands of pages,
whether the Bible or a bio
going back through the ages.
Class, or classification;
it matters not.
Titles remembered,
even more than the plot.
Fiction or non, all the hype
or hypothesis,
protagonist, heroine,
or the dreaded nemesis.
Westerns and wars filled with
bloodthirsty battle scenes,
50 shades of something
to Xaviera-inspired
brothel dreams.
Despite self-help solutions or
instructions provided, through
intellectual debate and
opinions divided.
Either award-winning status,
or honorable mention
and even beyond
an author’s best intentions,
it serves a greater purpose
whether you know it
or need it.
A book proposes no question,
but only asks that you read it.
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.