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 . . .

viewpoint


Vision obscured by common occurrence,

perhaps appearing disparate today, yet 

always hope for an alternate perspective.

    Hardly a coincidence, isolation may 

principally compound its influence or 

allow you to seek a different viewpoint.

Take notice, observation provides clarity.


05/21/2024                                                                                      j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

There.

 

Sit, quietly and comfortably, where you are.

 

Acknowledge the gradient nature of progress as it happens with the shades of past days inflecting a presence we don’t often respect.

 

Take your time.

 

Feel. Where you are.

 

At the intersection of faith and contentment you will gradually find your way.

 

Think about it.

 

Set your intentions.

 

Now rise, slowly and purposefully.

 

Look up, not only with your eyes but with your neck engaged in mindful movement.

 

Release the stiffness in your bones, allow energy to radiate from the spaces between.

 

Let the weight on your shoulders dissipate as you allow the arms to simply hang as if they are not even there.

 

Inhale. Exhale.

 

Each breath is as important as the next.

 

Breathe.

 

Exercise thankfulness, first and foremost to your self and the effort you have just expended.

 

Hold that thought.

 

You have already begun to experience the day.

 

Gratitude will follow with your next steps.

 

Share that feeling.

 

Enjoy this day.

 

 

 

05/20/2024                                                                        j.g.l.

cloud songs

      As it is and will be 
for the foreseeable future, there is 
only what remains behind the disguise.
   As natural as it has been, as
   astonishing as it occasionally seems, 
   we can only hope it will get better.
     Why is it we allow optimism 
     to dislimn all that is?
          Hope casts a lengthy shadow.
 

05/17/2024                                                                                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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April is Poetry Month

Posted on April 7, 2015 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

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as long as you keep moving

flurries
snow or rain and
likely sleet
lit up by headlights
and wistful thought
scream by
the other side of
the windshield
the inner side
your self a blur
all you want to do
is drive

straight ahead
no familiar destination
nowhere
are you wanted
are you needed
an unfamiliar road
snow caught up
in the slipstream
memories
as long as you keep
moving
they will not rest

you cannot
go home to
what is or what is not
not there and
neither are
you
you think you know
cold
flying faster than
before
all you want to do
is drive

 

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

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