Mythos & Marginalia

life notes; flaws and all

j.g. lewis

original content and images ©j.g. lewis

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 . . .

these days

tomorrow is another chance

but what about today?

11/29/2022                                                                                                               j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

Morning fog limits perspective.
As much surprise as wonder,
as isolating as illuminating,
we naturally want to see further.
Your vantage point stays the same.
Captivated throughout the day,
you may well stand where you are,
only the focal point broadens.Daylight eventually finds its way,
you can easily see the difference.
Darkness will come, it always does,
the view will be different tomorrow.
11/28/2022                                                                                                                                                                                        j.g.l.

be content

hold the image
speak the silence
feel the clarity

11/27/2022                                                                                                                 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 10, 2015 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment


as you are

sad tulip
days of Easter past
eyes cast downward
you have not blossomed
one of the bunch
to have risen up
responding to
the slightest daylight

lack of
confidence or envy
in what delight others
bring to this earth
effortless in their demeanor
they open up
and show
all they are

do you
not know your beauty
how even your graceful
curve concedes a rare
pretty head hung low
reticent in a resolve
to be
as you are

how can
I assure you
the world is safe
and you are welcome
what can I do
except accept you as
you are
all you are

©2015 j.g. lewis


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


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