Mythos & Marginalia

life notes between the lines and along the edges


  • longevity

    What will you ask of me? What can I ask of myself?

    Loyalty is often full of scrutiny, even for me. Beware.

    I knew enough about you to know the little I do.

    Co-dependent, confused contradictions, soften our

    virtues and values, moral superiority, questions even 

    I cannot answer about myself, certainly of thee.

     

    What emotions have you survived? Have you truly 

    known a ride and die? What of the detours you didn’t 

    see coming? Then, I felt you deserved more; even an 

    excuse or explanation, but someone else had other ideas. 

    The levity and longevity of any relationship formed over

    time, will forever sit in the mind. If you think about it.

     

     

    © 2024 j.g. lewis

  • be moved

    A shifting shadow, the curious
    moon, drop of rain resting on a
    gentle leaf, a song or sound
    from a passing car, laughter
    caught in the night’s slight
    breeze. Exacting opportunities
    like these just happen. Naturally.
    Sometimes it’s the
    simple things that inspire.
    Be moved. All day you’ve been
    waiting for this moment. Now.
    Create when you can.

    © 2018 j.g. lewis

  • life is good

    I have never been this age before; that itself a reason for celebration

    or concern. I suppose it depends on how you look at past days and years 

    and the many more to come. My mindset matters with all considerations

    of what is going on nowadays with others as much as myself. Life is good.

     

    Years ago, and I can’t specifically recall how many they were or how 

    many times, I wondered what it would be like when I was older.

    I am now, but perhaps not as old as I thought, or as I expected, or

    what I was thinking. What is old? What should it feel like? Why?

     

    In a decade or so will I consider old to be what I am, or what I was?

    What am if I do not question what I am, if not where I am, in the

    grand scheme of life? It’s the way it should be, naturally or curiously,

    as we question life and how we should be living. Shouldn’t we?

     

    © 2024 j.g. lewis

  • marks on the page

    We take tally of days, events, and milestones that matter;

    even subconsciously. They matter, in time, or at the time.

    Each stroke, each day, represents something monumental

    in some way. We recall days, perhaps not as often as we

    should, that leave an impression on our mind. People and

    places influence our solitary path, especially when we feel

    alone. The conscious kindness of others will brighten your 

    life cycle in periods when you need to shed greater light on 

    what we have lived through. No columns represent wins or 

    loses. Every single mark a subtle stanza of a never-ending 

    poem registering episodes of emotion. Over time, all of our

    experiences add up to well-lived life. Swift as a heartbeat, the 

    sheer number of marks on the page is ever-humbling. We 

    are present through it all. Whatever stage you find yourself

    in this journey, it is just as important to remember all of the 

    occasions and occurrences as it is to leave space for more.

    © 2024 j.g. lewis