How do we choose to travel?
What is reliable in the rain?
What is our ultimate destination,
for this time, this journey, or
this day?
We move at the speed of life.
Depending on traffic, others
may chose to follow your path,
but not your direction.
© 2021 j.g. lewis
A little cold, little wet,
a little tired and yet
I am here. Still,
full of wonder.
The morning chill leaves
little to the imagination
and much less
to hope for.
Expected, perhaps, as it
always is, this time, this
season is only what
we ask of it.
11/21/2024 j.g.l.
The answers are far less certain
than even last week, to all those
perennial questions or solutions
you might seek.
What do you believe, or
what do you believe in?
Come Monday, you have fewer
questions than you had last week.
For a while there are less doubts
in what you believe.
Whom do you believe in,
and who believes in you?
11/18/2024 j.g.l.
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.
Sense of Perspective
More than a scent of maturity,
once colourfast memories fade
as photographs of my youth
have dissipated. Sun-damaged,
no longer bold images of the
adolescence I often celebrated,
they clearly do not hold the same
sense of perspective. Time will
tarnish all you cannot protect
from reality. Even in hindsight,
we can only see what is there.
Dream-like moments, fragile
and fractured as they are, reveal
both sanctimonious subtext and
secrets open to interpretation.
Even without the clarity, vision
still has a defined purpose.
© 2023 j.g. lewis
April 27th is Poem in Your Pocket Day,
a day for celebrating poetry by selecting
a poem, keeping it close, and sharing it
with the humans you meet during the day.
Share a poem as you would share a smile,
a gesture, or kindness that comes naturally.
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.