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 . . .

damn truth

We do not touch the money, now
only digits on a screen. Ingredients
in our foods unknown, or what
scientists contribute to the scheme.
Price at the pump keeps going up,
still our cars can’t seem
to get enough.
Politicians are not worth knowing, or
deeds in which they partake, sin or
scandal widely-known, we
elect them anyway.
Damn truth be told,
between utter lies; they won’t salute
the dead, so many innocents die.
We won’t wash our hands, but
still waste the water
and share the blame.
We don’t care if we don’t want to,
our days continue just the same.

© 2018 j,g, lewis

sins and sorrows

04/11/2024                                                                                            j.g.l.

April is Poetry Month

Mondays are just young Fridays

Waiting for the darkness, but
not from the night. Waiting
for darkness to squelch the light
of the day.
Rare and strange and still
somewhat familiar, the Moon
caught crossing a path,
expectedly today.
Vision enigmatic, but solemn
and static. Naturally occurring.
We live with the darkness
however unnerving.

04/08/2024                                                                                   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 January 2, 2023 by j.g.lewis Leave a comment

I have a new notebook, journal, day planner, and handful of new pencils at the ready to capture thoughts, reminders, prose and poetry in the days ahead.
   What a wonderful way to begin the year: a clean slate.
   Certainly, over the coming weeks and months, the pages will become dog-eared and damaged, sullied by reckless thoughts (obscene or otherwise), inconsequential concerns, and temperamental flashes of brilliance only I might understand or acknowledge, but what ends up on the page is only limited by a will and capacity to fill it up.
   I will account for my time, scribble down appointments or messages, write out words (or a series thereof) that describe feelings, emotions and events as I, essentially, keep track of life.
   I’m rarely at a loss for words. It is important to know there is always space for whatever I choose to record and create in the moment, as the moment arrives. Important as it is to have words and thoughts, it is crucial to have a place to leave them.
   Write on.

01/02/2023                                                                               j.g.l.

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