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 2020
Had We Not Dared
If
we had not smiled,
had we not met,
if either of us
would not have dared
to take a first step.
If
circumstances
were different, and time
had simply lapsed, or
perhaps
if we didn’t share
tiny bits of our past.
Had we not known,
or had we nor dared,
if we
wouldn’t have looked,
or hadn’t have stared.
If we had not
have written, if we
wouldn’t have clicked,
would it
have become
just another
if?
Yet we did, or we have,
and for that
I am blessed.
Somehow
what we know
has been put through
the test. I think
all of those things
could never have been
if we hadn’t
have shared some time
in between.
© 2020 j.g. lewis
Today is
Poem in Your Pocket Day
It is a day to celebrate poetry
by selecting a poem, carrying
it with you, and sharing with
family, friends, or strangers.
Even in these times of physical
distance, loss of connection,
and self-isolation, you can still
share poetry and a smile.
Sharing is caring and we could
all use a little more right now.
You can always find poetry at
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Wednesday sits naked
and ordinary
waiting
between the bookends of social Saturday
and restive Sunday. The day is
little more
than a cluster of hours or a stop on the
treadmill. Indecisive and
lonely
nobody chooses a Wednesday. Nothing
happens
on a Wednesday
and it’s the same each week.
© 2014 j,g, lewis
Posted on April 28, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
dead pencils
still leave a mark
salvaged from the litter bin
gave most of their everything
from within
now surrounded
by cigarette butts
salad oil tuna tins phone
messages hydro bills coffee
grinds orange peel
rotting spinach or kale
broken
shoelaces leftover pain
a sad refrain
still saving a few scant lines
of sentiment
for a man
and a night
and a poem
for a shadow
j.g.l.
04/30/2015
APRIL is POETRY MONTH
always leave a mark
