We know where we are,
right now.
Now.
You can’t put it off, or
ignore it, it just happens.
Of course, there may be
future opportunities, but
you need to know there is
no better time to begin
that project, pick up where
you once left off, make
that overdue apology, or
believe in yourself.
Now.
Why wait for later, when
you can do it now.
Do it.
© 2019 j.g. lewis
Does it take awhile for sleep to arrive
after you have slipped into your bed?
Do you have many pillows to comfort
your restless head. Do you pull up the
covers to feel warm and safe?
Are you the type of sleeper that remains
in place, or do you shift in the night?
What thoughts do you host, and do they
turn into dreams? Do you recall images?
Are they ever what they seem?
What would I see if I looked well beyond
your eyes? Would the sunset be visible?
Would I be close enough to see a fading
sky, even clouds that form as a day turns
into nightfall? Tell me, what would be in
my sight? Would you softy whisper gentle
words of good night? I’d let your voice
carry me away into the deepest thought;
I have many.
© 2026 j.g. lewis
April is Poetry Month
Observations, realizations,
immediate reaction to all senses.
To absorb it all is to uncover
what is within, without thought.
It makes its way from mind to page.
It recites itself without asking.
Life lives in the meter and rhythm,
naturally, if it is taken in. Poetry.
© 2026 j.g. lewis
Often early, I arrive.
Morning provides the time it takes
for my mind to come alive.
Coffee helps.
Here I will write. Or try.
Depending on the day, and what I
have to say; my journal holds poetry,
incomplete thoughts.
At times I could use a muse. Company
I would not refuse, a smiling face or
another point of view. Mostly it depends
on circumstance.
The chairs now empty, there is space
for thought or conversation. Would
you care to join me to see what that
could be?
© 2026 j.g. lewis
April is Poetry Month
