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
Slow down: even with the ideas that come to quicky. Take the time to acknowledge the feelings that arrive, as they arrive.
Write it down. How else will you remember what you were thinking?
Print neatly. You hardly understand the thoughts at the time, why make it more difficult to comprehend weeks or years from now?
Follow your own logic; only you need to truly make sense of what is happening, or all that has happened.
Pay attention to the lessons of the past. Be mindful that not all are worth repeating.
Clarity. Make corrections as you go. Flaws become more difficult to correct the longer you live with them.
11/14/2024 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.
Make decisions,
make mistakes, make them
honestly, make them safe.
Make a ruckus, make amends,
make a choice, make
more friends.
Make a difference, make a
mark, make it better,
make a start.
Make out,
make love, don’t make haste.
Make a sound; make a statement,
make less waste. Make it better,
make up your mind,
make it matter, make up for
lost time. Make it clear, but don’t
make it tough. Make a little extra,
at least
make enough. Don’t
make it too quickly, but
make it on time (you don’t have to
make it rhyme). You might not always
make it home, but you will
make more of your life, by
making it your own.
© 2017 j.g. lewis
April 27th is Poem in Your Pocket Day
a day to celebrate poetry by selecting
a poem, carrying it with you, and
sharing it with friends and strangers
wherever the day takes you. In the
workplace, coffee shop, shopping mall,
or out on the street, poetry can brighten
up the world around you. You may have
a favorite poem you wish to share, but I
offer you this one, in case it’s not handy.
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.
