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 . . .

pocket poem 2024

                 Current Thoughts

           Open your mouth, let words
   bypass lips. Converse consciously
   to brethren or bystanders.
       Reach out to
   close friends gone amiss.
       Be not afraid, not now, of
   articulating current thoughts and
   accomplishments of which
   you are proud, and even your sins
   (for we have all owned a few)
        might seem far less tragic
         from an altered point of view.
               Give fresh voice
   to insecurities and anxieties hidden
   within your self, speak highly of
      those dusty dreams
            languishing on a shelf.
   Past sullen moments cast a
   lengthy shadow, short-term
   expectations tend to dull down
   long-term possibilities.
      Talk freely around all you want,
   or hope, or desire to be.
      Each intention will resonate
      with those who wholly believe.
   Understanding takes effort.

© 2024 j.g. lewis

April 18th is Poem in Your Pocket Day
a day to celebrate poetry by selecting a poem,
carrying it in your pocket, and sharing with the
friends and strangers who cross your path.
Share a poem wherever the day takes you, as you
would share a smile, a gesture, or your kindness.
Sharing is caring.

April is Poetry Month
take a poem to lunch

cloud songs

        Our paths shift, circumstance and
              attitude shaping our trajectory.
   The company we keep alters both
       our outlook and destination.
           We are where we are
        mainly because of who we are 
                          and whom we are with.

 

04/16/2024                                                                              j.g.l.

Mondays are just young Fridays

A wish for words more delicate and 
refined will only lead to
an unnecessary edit, constrained curiosity,
and a smudge of indifference.
Emotions scoured from the page,
its patina reflective now of a chaotic mind, 
you are no longer (or never have been) 
satisfied with what is there.
Speaking freely, nowhere near the truth, 
a humane reaction may not be soothed.
Not always. No matter what.
No longer plain and simple. Perhaps
it never was?
You question the questions.
The flaws in your self can only add up
to a greater expression of your being.

04/15/2024                                                                                       j.g.l.

 

April is Poetry Month
flaws and all

 

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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Mondays are just young Fridays

Posted on July 11, 2016 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

Enlight1

“Dreams are for the lazy,
all you have to do is lay there.”
                                – Angela Jones

Dreams are for the lazy . . . I wrote this a few years back; actually, a character I had been living with scribbled it in her journal.

Angela, at that point, was going through a lot. Her life was full of frustrations and insecurities with more questions than solutions. She was having difficulty with her age, and had identity issues. Her wonders had become worries.

I, at that time, found myself in a similar situation. What I had planned on was not falling into place, and my dreams, or goals, seemed to be falling apart. I was in a holding pattern.

To counter the negative vibe, Angela immersed herself into her art, a passion she had been denied for years. She opened her life up to new people and thoughts, while pursing a pleasure she had tucked away for so long.

In time she began to believe in dreams again. Inspired dreams, she even began to pursue them more fervently. Angela discovered dreams were not for the lazy and, in fact, require effort and perseverance.

Dreams, and the talent to make them happen, may come naturally, but most times it takes concentration. You have to open your mind up to the vision, and to the possibility of dreams. And you need to work hard.

One of my dreams will be realized this week. I say one of them, because I have many. Some of those dreams have been on a shelf for a time, while others have been slowly blossoming. This one is rather recent and has become a fixation of sorts over the past seven months. It is a dream shared by several, and it has taken support and contribution from a select few. I am thankful for, and to, the people who will enable this dream to get off the ground, and will allow me also to continue on with other goals.

I have as many goals, as I do pencils and memories. We all do. Short-term, long-term, or life-long, our dreams are what keep us moving forward. As lofty as they may be, they also keep our feet on the ground.

                                                                                                 j.g.l.

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