Mythos & Marginalia

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j.g. lewis

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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

Ever the darkness, every night or 

early morn, a moment for chance, 

the time to begin.

Still, we wait.

Incessantly.

We do it again and again, enough 

or a lot or as much as we can

if we care to admit it.

Why?

Can’t a shade of mystery simply 

take hold, whether we like it 

or not?

Must we always seek familiarity?

 

10/21/2024                                                                                                          j.g.l.

another chance

The Moon hangs low,
yet the Sun still rises.
Each day
we have another chance
to shine a little brighter.
Rise up.
Be radiant.

© 2019 j.g. lewis

oftentimes

Today might not be what it is 

without yesterday being all 

that it was.

In a succession of events, 

unplanned or programmed, 

rarely do we consider 

what has happened, 

as it happens. 

Sometimes we speak less 

about things that matter 

as we think we have 

more time, as such. 

Oftentimes 

we do not speak of 

things we should 

as they are happening, 

in the time that remains. 

In the time we are given,

the present persists.

 

10/15/2024                                                                                                  j.g.l.

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 October 18, 2021 by j.g.lewis // 2 Comments

As the nightly temperatures drop and I am now greeted by a fresh morning chill, I am less likely to want to stray as far from home.
   For the longest time, with its record heat, summer seemed to stretch further than it has in years. The longer days of summer were a time for exploration. Even with COVID-19 travel restrictions, I managed to get out and see more of my city.
   Now I seem to want to stay put.
   Autumn, with its ever-changing change, is a time for nesting.
   I’ve pulled the sweaters out from the bottom drawer. I’m slowly organizing my home office and sorting out books on the night table preparing for more reading time.
   I’m back to making soup, and comfort food, and all the things that make it feel like autumn.
   Autumn is a feeling.
   Enjoy it while you can.

10/18/2021                                        j.g.l.

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