Mythos & Marginalia

2015 – 2025: a decade of days

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  • put to use

    It’s not what you have; 
    it’s what you have with you.
    You may own several umbrellas, 
    but unless you have one handy 
    when it rains, none of them are 
    useful.
    Your degree(s), that camera, the 
    skills you have developed over 
    the years, are things you possess, 
    but unless they are put to use 
    they do not serve your current 
    purpose.
    Some of us travel lightly through 
    this life, taking only what is 
    believed to be needed at the time. 
    Others are better prepared for
    whatever they encounter.
    Only you can decide to use what
    you have, or use what you can.

    © 2018 j.g. lewis

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  • in simpler form

    I could write about
    my buoyant mood
    or fluctuating state
    of optimism. My
    will and my wishes
    could easily show a
    plan or a goal, or
    even inner vision.
    Yesterday’s gentle
    memories or today’s
    unattributed sense
    of satisfaction, are
    considerable enough 
    to allow the pencil 
    some action. I could
    think of those things,
    and cherish them all,
    but in simpler form
    a flower says it all.

    © 2016 j.g. lewis

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  • if you look

    Information
          is always there

           not always
    obvious or apparent

    but available
    if you look

        closely

    between the lines

    you might see
                    something

    important or otherwise

     Information is like that

    © 2020 j.g. lewis

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  • it goes without saying

    Often, occasionally, sporadically,
    even spontaneously,
    I make mistakes.
    They happen naturally:
    a missed word or apostrophe,
    my mind gets moving and
    I fail to see the errs of my ways,
    or errors throughout the day.
    It is, or was, or has been
    when I write or what I say.
    Incidentally or accidentally,
    it goes without saying,
    but the fact remains
    I make mistakes.
    Every day.
    We learn from our mishaps, or
    should anyway, we try to
    improve and continue
    to count the ways. What we do
    and how we behave
    counts for a lot.
    My eraser rubbed raw
    by attempts and change,
    I continue to make mistakes.
    Forgive me please when
    my thoughts go amiss, and
    remember I am human amidst
    this confusion or corruption
    we all experience.
    I make mistakes,
    I may fail or fall,
    yet remain myself, flaws and all.

    © 2018 j.g. lewis

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  • © 2020 j.g. lewis

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