Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days


j.g.lewis

  • regret

    Saturated in juvenile jealousies, raw emotions,

    catastrophes, ever the mind considers shards

    of a certain past.

     

    Memories, like mistakes, cannot be avoided.

     

    Not unlike prerogative, our tarnished views

    contained within cognitive reality, blindside

    everyday moments.

     

    What were you thinking, at the time. Or now?

     

    Held hostage, even today, by unearned feelings.

    We deal with what we have done or what we

    did not. Then. Or ever.

     

    Regret has a way of overtaking the mind. 

     

    Clouded dreams, dogma, brittle curiosities,

    conspiracy theories you only slightly believe,

    forever captured.

     

    What matters is how you accept the past.

     

    © 2024 j.g. lewis

  • we do not know

    Continually we check the skies.

     

    It is the waiting for the waiting.

     

    Plans we make become plans we made.

     

    Opportunities forsaken or forgotten.

     

    Unfortunately, it is always the way.

     

    Anxiety distracts us from the days.

     

    The uncertainty goes on, unnoticed.

     

    We cannot avoid what we do not know.

     

     

    11/26/2024                                                                                                                                                    j.g.l.

  • Mondays are just young Fridays

    I called up a friend on Saturday. 

       I had a question that couldn’t readily be answered by Google, and with my limited knowledge or recollection of the subject matter, I could not satisfy my curiosity.

       It was while I was wondering or trying to figure this all out, that I suddenly had the idea that this certain friend may have an answer, opinion, or perspective I was looking for.

       Now, I hadn’t spoken with this friend for quite some time. She lives in a different city, and while we do keep connected with occasional cards or letters and random comments on Facebook, it has been more than five years since we’ve actually met up in person.

       Still, I felt comfortable enough picking up the phone and making contact.

       I know I surprised her with the call, and her voice was as emphatically cheery as I remembered it to be. I asked the question; we conversed over the intended topic, and I valued her opinion and her recommendations. I expressed my appreciation for her thoughts, and then we went about randomly explaining certain aspects of our lives.

       We spoke of each other’s families, upcoming holiday plans, interests and experiences, relationships, and all the stuff that friends talk about. It was the kind of conversation that seemed to pick up where it left off. We shared, in bits and pieces, what our lives were about in the moment. It is what friends do.

       How one defines a friend — especially in these days where social media uses the term so broadly — is so very subjective. In my phone call Saturday, I realized that his friendship was far more than many others. I am blessed.

       Saturday’s delightful conversation went a lot longer than I imagined it would. It also strengthened a connection that is now more than a decade old. Given that I will soon be moving, and we will soon be in the same city, I am looking forward to experiencing this friendship on a more regular basis.

       A true friend is one you can call up at random, ask questions and have answers provided with clarity and consideration. Friendship recognizes where you are but eliminates the distance.

       Friendship is the type of thing you want more of.

       A friend is more than a name and number in your address book. Friendship allows you to use that number whenever it is needed.

    11/25/2024                                                                                                                                            j.g.l.

     

  • nothing remains the same

    Take comfort in where you are or

    where you are going. It changes;

    minute to hour, daily, incrementally

    and authentically, nothing remains

    the same.

    The seasons, the sky, the reasons why

    are altered by fate, happenstance or

    attitude, longitude and latitude.

    Change is certain; so too is your ability

    to take it all in. Never lose the wonder.

    11/24/2024                                                                                                                                    j.g.l.

  • this journey

    How do we choose to travel?
    What is reliable in the rain?
    What is our ultimate destination,
    for this time, this journey, or
    this day?
    We move at the speed of life.
    Depending on traffic, others
    may chose to follow your path,
    but not your direction.

    © 2021 j.g. lewis