
Good ideas, good
relationships, and
good mornings
often begin with a
good cup of coffee.
Enjoy your day,
and tomorrow too.
© 2019 j.g. lewis
Throughout the day they
cautioned of rain. Overcast,
occasional sprinkles, but
the downpour held off
until the evening hours.
When it came, it came.
I had waited
throughout the day,
putting off many things
I had to do, not entirely sure
what I wanted. Or why.
A day of suspense.
Very little happened.
© 2017 j.g. lewis
It is not what I have done, but what I still must do.
Reminders, lists; they come to you, without warning.
A song. A sound, a scent; shades of the past, of
time long expired or relationships that didn’t last.
Grocery lists of what to get, sticky notes remind you
of what not to forget. Still, I often do. Or I will try.
How can I decide? Indecision pushes it all to the side
or out of sight. Only recall allows it to survive. Inside.
Little bits and pieces of unnecessary nonsense strewn
about the stacks of essential things that must get done.
Amidst the mental clutter, superfluous stuff to be silently
sacrificed. Forgotten, until memories come rushing back.
Trauma will not disappear. It will, over time, dissipate,
but always remains close enough to feel. Unneeded.
Reminders are varied, something that serves to keep alive
clandestine keepsakes. Observed only by yourself.
© 2023 j.g. lewis