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.
In these violent times — where humility is questioned, and humanity seems bleak, or is nonexistent — we often encounter those who believe their power is superior to our own.
They speak too loudly, and only because they feel a self-indulgent need to hear their own voice.
They speak continuously because they are too afraid to stop and listen to logic, or to love.
They speak ignorantly, because they cannot comprehend peace on any level. Poor souls; they cannot even understand the concept (or the promise) of peace, and they will do anything to break it down.
This behavior is vile and it is verbally, physically, and spiritually violent.
Those of us who believe in peace, those of us who seek a greater understanding, simply can’t let these bastards wear us down. We cannot accept the lowest common denominator.
We must believe there is a better way, and we must follow our beliefs.
We must forgive, but not too easily.
We need to understand, if only to recognize how not to get trapped in a dangerous ideology based in greed, fear, and really bad karma.
Of course this means we must continue to listen, and hope they will eventually run out of things to say.
As we stand peacefully we will know, and we will see, this hope comes with silence.
Keep believing.
Peace.
12/8/2017 j.g.l.
John Lennon
Rest In Peace
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.