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 . . .

Mondays are just young Fridays

Begin the day believing 
something wonderful will 
happen. Not just any day, 
but today.     It could. 
Think of not what could 
go wrong, but what will 
go remarkably right. 
   You’ve got all day, what
will happen?     What do  
you want to happen? 
    Make it happen. 

10/02/2023                                                                            j.g.l. 

so much to do

Do you do what gets done
out of obligation or
out of joy?

Do you care?

Where do
I start?

So much to do
every day. So little
gets done.

I know.

Do you judge a day
based on how much
was accomplished?

Do you?

Do you
end your day regretting
what was not completed,
do you end the day
looking forward to

Where do
I begin?

© 2020 j.g. lewis

true vision

There are days where your vision is not clear, when you find it difficult to look past what is before you to see your true intentions.
   You know what you need to do but lately, day after day, you don’t get it done.
   You can’t see where you are headed, but know you will get there. That’s how strong your true vision is, or how strong it needs to be.
   Look past the barriers.
   Nothing can stop you once you stop stopping yourself.

09/29/2023                                                                                           j.g.l.

I'm like a pencil;
sometimes sharp,
most days
other times
dull or
Still I write.

j.g. lewis
is a writer/photographer in Toronto.

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April is Poetry Month

Posted on April 14, 2015 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment


Roots Run Deep

Months now standing still, a temporary rest
for snow, frost, or the occasional bird.
Whistling winter’s woes, lifeless really,
actually dormant. Nothing.
Days stripped bare of your
colour and kindness.

Mainly shadows against temporal skies,
merely an echo of what you have been
and can be. Roots run deep, permanently
planted in our lives, having grown with us.
Three seasons remind us daily
of purpose and perseverance.

A range of tones, stories untold, and
breathing life in all we are.
The fourth season you stand.
An example to us all, sustained growth.
Each year another ring,
shelter from sun or rain.

Venerable, offering only your truth,
asking simply for patience. You
soak up our emissions, recycle our sins
and then stand. Stoic. Steadfast.
We wait. Late now, or later than usual,
we’ve grown restless.

Now we need you more than ever
to show our lives go on. A complete cycle,
buds, blossoms, full expression. Bring on
your colour, spread out your shade.
Contribute, again,
to meaningful days.



This month is all about poetry.
Something new every day.

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