© 2016 j.g. lewis
open space
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reference points
Will this now and then
turn into a “remember when?”
Those times etched forever
into your soul, reference points
in your life in which days and
events will be compared against.
How will you remember if
memory is left to chance,
or how will you recall
that high school dance, what
you wore, how she smelled,
and all those things
you couldn’t tell anyone else
but yourself.
A first apartment, summer’s
drive to the lake, friends formed
by give and take, trust was built,
bonds were formed; the death
of a parent, or first child born.
Stuff that matters, do you
write it down? You knew
you should then and now.© 2020 j.g. lewis
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cloud songs
Even in silence
quiet speaks volumes.
In absence of music
melody remains.
With uncertainty
there can be harmony.
When questions stop
answers start.
Even without light,
there is
still art.© 2019 j.g. lewis
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moments stay
So when is it
that summer ends?
Swiftly, or slowly,
from day to a day
with the tick
of the clock,
is it suddenly gone?
Summer to autumn,
pages fall gracefully
from the calendar
like leaves.
Can the warmth
and the weather
last a few more days,
or weeks?
Moments stay, in
other ways.
Will this feeling
last as long
as memories
of summers past?© 2016 j.g. lewis
