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 . . .

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We live in a world of what ifs.
What if we did something else,
or what if we weren’t there (as
sometimes we shouldn’t be
when it comes down to the
wrong place at the right time).
What if it never happened?
What if we had responded
differently or if we had taken
the advice we were told?
Would we have been so bold?

05/30/2023                                                                                        j.g.l.

Remembrance.

As it is, not
as we wish it to be.

You have days
to think back on,

and you do…

05/25/2023                                                                                           j.g.l.

always with the questions

Is what you do enough?
For who?
For you?
Self-doubt?
Self-love?
Self-centered?
Is it selfish to think mainly
of what I need to do for me,
myself, and I?
Why?
When will I find resolve to
my never-ending queries?
Will it be enough?
Do you still doubt?
Do you struggle with answers,
as much as the questions?
Can you decide?
Are you trying?
Is that enough?

05/23/2023                                                                                      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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April is Poetry Month

Posted on April 28, 2015 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

 

no longer lost

as for a moment, my denial
my arrogance, my ego, slip away
an unblemished reality
    no longer blinded by the above
(the ego or arrogance)
I struggle with a sudden clarity
    no longer,
    no longer frightened of losing
what I have (ego, arrogance)
but of allowing my self
to lose what I have become
as but a moment, my clarity
requires no ego
my arrogance, the unblemished reality
foreseen and foregone
my clarity, if sudden
found 
    no longer in my self
(no ego, nor arrogance)
but in what I become
what I will become
    no longer
    no longer frightening
    no longer at a loss
as for any moment
(of unblemished reality)
no ego or arrogance
will mask what I have become
    no longer losing
    no longer lost
    no longer denied

©2015 j.g. lewis

 

 

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