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
Were you thinking
to look up last night
and wonder?
A glorious view, full Moon
exposed,
save occasional clouds
seeking attention.
It cannot hide
behind what you
want to know.
I shared the view with
reflections of you, yet never
have I shared
my complete thoughts.
Do I seek clouds?
I go through phases
with the Moon, yet
cannot remain complete,
or tell you what
I do not know.
j.g.l.
05/11/2017
APRIL is POETRY MONTH
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When you talk to your self
do you speak with respect
or do you talk yourself down
do you give what you get?
When you hear your self doubt
do you question your truth
can you not find the moral
in all you’ve been through?
When you think to your self
do you remember what is good
are you mindful of your promise
do you remember what you should?
When you listen to your self
do you take sage advice
of someone who has been there
and knows your true life?
j.g.l.
04/04/2016
we want
to believe
it is not every day
though
tragedy
could be anywhere
yesterday
it was here
tomorrow
somewhere else
today
we can only
show strength
hope
there will be
change
everywhere
for everyone
peace
j.g.l.
04/24/2018
