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: March 2021
Has it been that long?
It seems much longer.
A year now, give or take, in which
personal protection is self-preservation.
Stay apart.
Wear a mask.
Wash your hands.
All attempts we share with others who care
about others, as we do. It’s as simple as that
in this complex world of
doubt and shame.
Again and again.
Only the ignorant don’t understand.
The noise won’t be silenced; the news is not fake,
one year now of give and take.
And isolation.
Or loss.
Still, there remains a present danger
for family, friends, lovers and strangers.
It is a numbers game, death toll rises,
now, it has been a year since
we’ve lived this crisis.
Posted on March 9, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
go back
and see
it all
again
remember
03/09/2021 j.g.l.
Posted on March 8, 2021 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
We have what we have;
some of us more than we
need, others not enough to
sustain themselves through
these difficult times.
At times we don’t realize
the needs in our greater
community. We don’t see
or can’t feel enough to
know how to respond.
We don’t know how or
where to give, or do not
think enough to provide
something to someone.
It is a matter of caring.
Give what you can when
you are able. Accept what
is offered with gratitude.
When we offer what we
have been given, only
then will we know the
true value of sharing.
Only then can we humbly
see the benefit of charity.
Do what you can where
you are with what you have.
03/08/2021 j.g.l.
