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 . . .

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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To Make A Wish
Posted on December 31, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

Make a wish.
I’m not really much for
New Year’s resolutions,
all too often they end up as
unfulfilled promises.
Rather than setting myself
up for failure, I prefer, instead,
to make a wish.
It may be silent, or shared, but
it seems more reasonable to
anticipate the results of a wish
than resolve myself to change,
trial, or the unexpected results
of my expectations. I think.
I wish.
There is promise in a wish.
I hope.

12/31/2020                                               j.g.l.

Posted on December 30, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

It caught my attention, randomly,
early one morning. Recently.


I wander the city each morning. I look for
alterations to my landscape. Bare witness.

No point in walking if you don’t see. Changes;
graffiti to some, a symbol to others. Proof.


It meant something to someone that they would
take the time to scratch out a symbol on a wall.

It meant something, on a bigger scale,
decades ago. Pacifism. Or protest.


Peace is more than a state of mind,
or symbol from another generation.

Realistically speaking, peace should be simple,
not a complicated shadow of pitfalls and politics.


Peace should stop you and grab hold of the senses.
A thought. An idea. An ideology. Silent action.


Decades later it is still only a thought. A dream.
It wakes me. It means something to me. Now.


I’d like to think it means something to you.
Dare we find substance in a shared dream?

© 2020 j.g. lewis

                              “They won’t give peace a chance
                              That was just a dream some of us had”
                                                                          -Joni Mitchell

cloud songs
Posted on December 29, 2020 by j.g.lewisLeave a comment

You over there,
   I am here. Logically, even
chronologically, it is the same.
   This vast expanse above us
holds everything to one domain.
       Where we are
       is as much as
       who we are. Here
or there, common ground.
   Should we meet, or
   if never we have
another moment together,
we are blessed knowing,
logically, of the possibility.

12/29/2020                                         j.g.l.