Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

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a daily breath...

A thought du jour, my daily breath includes collected and conceived observations, questions of life, fortune cookie philosophies, reminders, messages of peace and simplicity, unsolicited advice, inspirations, quotes and words that got me thinking. They may get you thinking too . . .

this journey

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

this season

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.

Mondays are just young Fridays

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.

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easier than it seems

Posted on April 14, 2024 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Hypothetically, yet ironically, 
intellectually constructing a poem or 
patch of prose should be far easier 
than it seems.
Even those known to craft delicious, 
heartwarming verse have surely faced 
the dreaded fear of an unscathed page.
Yet, those bards who have risen to the 
challenge, or occasion, with steely
mind, fortitude, and passionate
persuasion have found the strength.
So many any of us struggle with 
ambient thought, perpetual notions, 
recycled emotions barely blatantly 
disguised by foolish promotions 
ending up with feeble attempts at 
stanza, scansion, muted meter 
metronomically fashioning words 
far from adequate. 
Still, we try daily to find even a 
slight modicum of a successful poem, 
whatever that might well be. Each 
line an effort, every day an opportunity 
for more than we bargain for.
 
04/14/2024                                                                         j.g.l.

April is Poetry Month

 

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