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: September 2022
Friendship needs no words, but
a simple note, here and there, is
such meaningful communication.
There are those times when the
effort isn’t necessary, but the
words are appreciated. Take a
moment today to dash off a note
to a friend. Words matter.
Make it meaningful.
09/18/2022 j.g.l.
Posted on September 17, 2022 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
The night is charcoal,
streetlights brighten
the never-changing colours
available at this hour.
There is a chill,
the air tastes fresh,
everywhere. Different,
especially now.
Still and silent.
The mind wanders
the same way
a teenager does
after slipping out
a basement window
at 3:43 a.m.
knowing
nothing is happening
anywhere
in this darkness,
but the freedom
tastes
like nothing else.
Find your silence.
See your freedom.
©2022 j.g. lewis
Posted on September 16, 2022 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment
I am unsure of where I am
really going. Uncertainty.
Perhaps I need a new map
with different directions.
Maybe I am trying to find
the wrong destination?
09/16/2022 j.g.l.
