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.
Month: April 2019
Coffee, fresh shirt, plans and rationalizations
see us through another day. So it goes,
each day commences with hope.
It has to. Something has to.
Deadly sins we keep within; bigotry, dishonesty,
infidelity. Silently, we weather a toxic environment.
We live. We learn. How long
until the coffee becomes bitter,
or cold? When will a shirt
become creased, or stained? Which knowledge is lost
and what remains? When do old habits return
as mistakes? Again.
Have we become complacent to lies we are sold,
or those we spit out? And we do.
Rarely do we say what we mean. Each sentence
a vapour trail. The previous, the past,
or the pathetic catches up by three, or by five.
This is how we live, or how we will die.
No aspirations. No sorrow.
Dawn to dusk, twilight then starlight. weary
or resentful, we will rest and repeat tomorrow.
Again. Hope returns. It has to. Faith.
© 2019 j.g. lewis
APRIL IS POETRY MONTH
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Posted on April 2, 2019 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We fall into the darkness
as we fall out from the womb:
naked, screaming, bloodied
by all that comes to us
naturally,
as the light flows
off the Moon
Significant, simple conditions
keep us holding on: protection,
our Mother’s warm embrace.
Grace. Under pressure,
naturally,
we are often lost,
we are not alone.
04/02/2019 j.g. lewis
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And I,
without a pencil,
thought of myself
as weak.
I, without a pencil,
have lesser goals
to seek. Still I,
without my pencil,
hold a desire
to disclose thoughts,
decent or deviant,
depending on mood
or misfortune,
gains or loss.
Without a pencil
in hand, my
mind remains a mess,
though not enough
to permit me
to forget
a day, a scoundrel,
some lover, another
night or the one
to follow.
My shortcomings,
sinfulness,
or solitude, I,
with or
without a pencil,
remember.
04/01/2019 j.g.l.
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