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 . . .

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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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on April 20, 2015 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment



Shine On

Does a single candle
lessen the darkness or
increase the light?
Can a solitary person
show you the way?

We come across spirits,
certain whiles in our lives,
who become our candles.
Each time ignited we adjust
our eyes.

Days remain through night.
We begin to notice
what we haven’t. Before.
Do we bask in the brightness.
or feel vulnerable?

At times we extinguish
a candle, because it is strong.
Overwhelming. Afraid,
not of the light
but where it shines.

Be a candle. Be the flame,
take away darkness, shed light
on the shame. Open
your eyes to the shadows
and the spark.

Shine as you can, as
you will, as you must.
Be a force and a focus.
Light is to be shared,
in the glow we must trust.




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

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