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

We tire of unpredictable weather, the damp morning chill, wet socks and lost mittens. Winter keeps reminding it is not through with us.
   We have suffered long enough.
   The streets are tired and dirty and the time change only makes things darker in the morning.
   We need a brighter view.
   We need, now, the renewal that comes with spring.

03/20/2023                                                                                          j.g.l.

action

Progress comes less from planning than participation.
Dreams and wishes require action and attention.
Start moving.

03/19/2023                                                                                                         j.g.l.

forever wonder

If we wait too long
for the stars to align, for
some kind of hope, or
some kind of sign,
if we let our lives hang on
still-bated breath, we will
forever wonder
what is still to come
or what we have left. If we
don’t own the moments,
or make them our own,
will we ever feel like
we’ve made our way home?
If we can’t be honest
with others, and especially
our selves,
can we ever explain why
or how
we once felt?
If we wait too long, it
may never arrive.
Stop waiting,
start doing,
start feeling alive.

© 2016 j.g. lewis


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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A Tear

Posted on August 26, 2015 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

 

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I shed a tear today,
one for myself, and one
for others. I shed a tear
on behalf of my brother.
My sister, I know,
will shed many of her own,
but I shed one anyway,
so it be known.
A tear to remind me,
again, of my father, a
bigger one then
for my dear caring mother.
I shed a tear also
for someone unknown,
but I read today
how the flowers have grown.
I shed a tear
for those in pain, and for those
who cannot love again.
I shed a tear for
a missing child, I
shed a tear for
my missing wild.
I shed a tear, knowing,
I must
be stronger,
knowing I may need
to shed them
a little while longer.
I shed a tear
as I try
to be kinder, every
tear I shed a constant
reminder.
I shed a tear
and then realize
how a tear reminds us
why
we have eyes.

© 2015 j.g. lewis

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