Archive for January, 2016

Feeling Kinda Sluggish

Most days I feel like a bee; racing around, humming and buzzing, doing good things, and leaving lots of honey for those who come behind me.

But some days, I feel like I’m merely a slug that thinks it’s a bee, and what I’m actually doing is crawling through this life, leaving a trail of slime in my wake that just pisses people off.


Sang one, Sluggy!

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We Be Lions

Ylions and dogset, though we be lions, we have allowed ourselves—even chosen—to be ruled by dogs. We grumble and roar, threatening to leave the cages they’ve duped us into constructing around ourselves, but the roars sound like mewling whimpers to the dogs, for they know we will not bite. Read the rest of this entry »

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Did I Say That?

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The World Is Flat

Some days I wake up wearing my I-don’t-give-a-crap hat, and I have a hard time caring about the chaotic mess this world has become. I watch in amazement as people go about their daily lives, seemingly oblivious to the fact the world is indeed flat, and we’re about to step over the cart path quoteproverbial edge. I get the impression people think if they don’t look at the chasm, it’s not really there. And, besides, things are going great where they are, so why not just enjoy it while it lasts. You know, the old “Eat, drink, and be merry” thing. But, if I’m not mistaken, that line ends with, “for tomorrow we die.” And, do you know what the majority of people are most afraid of? Dying. Read the rest of this entry »

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It Will Be Gone

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I Don’t Think So

The rise of the spirit of independence? *independence

A new kind of rebellion is brewing?

I don’t think so.

From where I’m sitting, all I can see Americans brewing up are lattes and designer beers, and the only spirit I see anyone vehemently demonstrating is for their favorite sports team. And, regarding the latter, I have to ask; Read the rest of this entry »

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I Think It Shows

the Lone Ranger quoteThe Lone Ranger was one of my childhood heroes. Yes, it was fiction, but I loved to watch each week as he and his faithful companion, Tonto, led the fight for law and order in the early west. I believe they, and other TV heroes helped teach the children of that era to believe in, and stand up for, the good that exists in this country. We don’t have heroes like them today, and I think it shows. Read the rest of this entry »

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I Am A Mountain

I’ve always considered myself a loner, and there have been many times throughout my life I’ve wished I could just walk away, go up into the mountains and live off the land. Sometimes, I just want to get away; not from people really, but from the confusion and chaos we’ve made of this world. A world where important things like love, honor and truth have become lies; and half-truths, deceit, and hate have been embraced and accepted. Read the rest of this entry »

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Silent Raindrops

When I was a little boy, and I’d get hurt, I’d cry. Many times my dad would tell me to stop crying or he’d give me something to cry about. And I knew the slightest whimper or sigh would bring his fury upon me. I learned that silence–and dry eyes–was the way to avoid further pain. To this day I seldom show pain or angst in front of people. Except, that is, when I write. Read the rest of this entry »

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She Sat Alone

An oldie, but one of my favorites. A link to the original story, A Box of Moonpies is included in the post

Marbles In My Pocket ~ The Official Blog of Charles L. Mashburn ~ Poems, Short Stories, and random thoughts from the author of "Be Still... and know that I am God"

So, you’re not in the mood for laughter today? Then pull up a chair, set a box of tissues on the table, and get ready to have your heart strangled and torn into tiny pieces, as you read this poem based on my short story, “A Box of Moonpies”. I’ve posted the story for those who might like to read it.

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