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11/24/2025

your own thoughts

your thoughts change
   different thoughts
varied thought
minute to hour
day by day
your own thoughts
your own way
you own your thoughts
your thoughts can change
   or change you
change your thoughts
change your mind
change your ways
change with time
take time for thought
      change of thought
   sometimes a thought
   is all you’ve got

© 2017 j.g. lewis

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11/19/2025

know more

Knowledge comes in many
forms. In seeking answers
we often question the norm.
Mindless trivia, useless facts,
the kinds of stuff you simply
have to ask about; all the little
things you wonder and bigger
things that matter. You know
you want to know more, you
have to know. It’s curiosity.

© 2021 j.g. lewis

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11/13/2025

haiku 4 you

to see
eye to eye

effort = outcome

© 2020 j.g. lewis

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11/10/2025

cloud songs

Random thoughts on
     a morning walk,
the day presenting itself and
its glorious ways. Before
    the give and take decisions
     we must make.
Concessions and compromise,
    duties must be fulfilled.
Who knows how long
this slight repose will last?
                       Walk on.

© 2023 j.g. lewis

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11/08/2025

who?

Identity.
Man, woman, father,
         mother,
                        sister,
brother,
            friend or foe.
One or the other.
           Who are you?
Co-dependent,
rather questionably
independent, beholden
              to no one else.
Do you wonder?
           Misrepresented.
Misunderstood, or
mistaken for another.
Image.
Imagine who
               you could be.
More than meaningful
interpretation,
we often change
      with the situation.

© 2018 j.g. lewis

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04/19/2026

the enormity of circumstance


The nature of our being, poetry allows
expression of obvious and, more often,
subtle thought.

Emotions felt and reflected like sunlight
on trees; the enormity of circumstance
growing like leaves.

Naturally we know, not always with care.
Our words cast a shadow; life lived here
and there.

j.g.l.

enough


Teased, we were, with a few days 
of warmth, optimism, enough to melt away 
most of winter’s remains.

But then today, with plans in place, 
more unexpected snow or freezing rain.
Will Spring not ever arrive?

We need a break; we require the sun. 
We count on the seasons, yet we are shunned.
Again. Enough is enough

So, I will hang up my packsack, much to 
my dismay, and again leave my adventures for 
another day.


j.g.l.

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04/13/2026

familiarity

Ideas change, like

the places, like the faces.

   Much like me; different,

each time the mirror

looks back.          I can see

lines on my face becoming

deeper as the years progress,

altering a view I only think

I have witnessed

          in the past.

   Do I see my father, or my

mother in me? Familiarity.

A resemblance; always

meant to be.

© 2026 j.g. lewis

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04/11/2026

gr@ffiti

Independent, a loner, or
part of a community.
Enabler, imbiber, victim
or survivor. How do you
identify?
Me, myself, or I.
She, them, or why? People.
I am human.
What are your pronouns?
Occupation or gender, by
country, religion or race;
it’s not all black and white.
Questioning or queer?
Who we are
is how we deal with
what happens every day.
It changes along the way.
Do you consider yourself
a consumer or a provider?
Be honest.
Painstaking label-making
gets complicated.
If you can fool others, are
you not then deceiving
yourself?
Who are you?

I come about my inadequacy
naturally.    What I feel is like
nothing else.           Honestly.
I am nobody.          We all are.
Even when we are something
to someone else.
I am somebody.       Like you?

© 2021 j.g. lewis

I‘m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you – Nobody – too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! they’d advertise – you know!
How dreary – to be – Somebody!
How public – like a Frog –
To tell one’s name – the livelong June –
To an admiring Bog!

-Emily Dickinson

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