How do we choose to travel?
What is reliable in the rain?
What is our ultimate destination,
for this time, this journey, or
this day?
We move at the speed of life.
Depending on traffic, others
may chose to follow your path,
but not your direction.
© 2021 j.g. lewis
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.
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 camera sits on a shelf, immobile. Unused.
It feels like it has been months since I’ve taken it out for a walk (it probably has), and the last time I remember strapping it on, nothing caught my eye.
It’s unusual for me not to engage with the camera, particularly since at one point in my life I used it pretty much every day.
Then I didn’t, for a long while.
About four years ago, after I had moved to a new city, I began using my camera equipment with regularity as a means of getting to know my new home. It was a great excuse to get out and see the people and culture, study the architecture, and enjoy life as it presented itself.
My creativity flourished, and my photography inspired other aspects of my life.
So why, now, do I feel so uninspired? It’s been a couple of months. I even took unplanned time away from writing for a couple of weeks
Maybe it is the weather, or personal stuff, or maybe I need a new plan, but I’m beginning to feel that you can’t turn on creativity like a light switch. You have to work at it; you can’t just take it off the shelf when you are inspired. You have to find it.
I know you can find inspiration every day, but if you don’t go looking for it, how do you know it is there?
03/18/2019 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.