I posted a series of four poems this past October titled The Change, and when going through my poems this morning I found a forgotten fifth in the series. You can read the first four parts by clicking on the links at the bottom of this one, the tragic final chapter in the story of a being—sometimes man, sometimes wolf—and a love that could never be. Enjoy! Read the rest of this entry »
Posts Tagged death
Five: Death in the Spring
January 15, 2012 at 3:26 pm · Filed under Poems, Weird stuff ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, death, http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2012/01/poetry-picnic-week-22-spring-colors.html, life, story, werewolves, wolf and moon, wolves, writer
Another Night’s Dream
November 13, 2011 at 4:58 pm · Filed under Dark Side, Poems, Some truth to it ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, death, dreams, http://gooseberrygoespoetic.blogspot.com/2011/11/poetry-picnic-week-13-childhood-dreams.html, loneliness, love, pain, sadness, writer
This poem speaks of love lost, and the lonely, tormented mind it can leave in its wake. It is my entry for The Gooseberry Garden Poetry Picnic Week 13. Read the rest of this entry »
Blood On The Moon ~ the story
September 4, 2011 at 9:48 pm · Filed under Mostly fiction, Stories, Weird stuff ·Tagged author, Blood on the moon, Charles L. Mashburn, death, dying, end of the world, end times, fear, God, Jesus, laughter, no water, sadness, story, why me, writer
This–Blood On The Moon–was the first story I wrote when I began to write in earnest. I actually scribbled the first part of it down on a legal tablet as Sherry, her friend, Summer, and I were on our way to Houston from Austin one Saturday. Read the rest of this entry »
A Man Among Men
August 28, 2011 at 8:15 am · Filed under Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged accidents, author, Be Still.... and know that I am God, Charles L. Mashburn, death, dying, good old days, logger, old man, writer
Now surely y’all don’t think this is a story about me! No, sir, this one is another quick note about my logging days, but I’m nowhere near the top of anyone’s list compared to the guy it’s about. It’s just a short short story, so take a look if you have time. I’m pretty sure Ol’ “Bing” would like it if ya do. Read the rest of this entry »
She Sat Alone
August 25, 2011 at 1:46 pm · Filed under Dark Side, Poems, Sometimes it just hurts ·Tagged A box of moonpies, author, Charles L. Mashburn, death, sadness, writer
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”. The story is almost 4000 words long, so you’re not likely to see it on my blog. If you’d like to read it, let me know. If there’s enough interest, I’ll post it. Read the rest of this entry »
All things are possible
June 19, 2011 at 12:15 pm · Filed under Good stuff, Inspiration, Poems, Sometimes it just hurts ·Tagged angels, angels watching over us, author, Be Still…. and know that I am God, Charles L. Mashburn, children, death, dying, emails about pennies from heaven, encouragement, faith, family, God, good old days, hope, humor, Jesus, joy, last good-bye, love, old man, Peace, Pennies From Heaven, poetry, requests to use pennies from heaven, sadness, writer
I’ve posted my poem, Pennies From Heaven, on my blog a couple of times—I’ll, no doubt post it again—and I’ve also posted the story I wrote, by the same name. I wrote the poem in 1998, and since that time I have been blessed repeatedly by emails I’ve received from folks who were grieving over the loss of a loved one. It seems my poem brought them comfort, by giving them hope that they would one day see them again. And, that in the meantime, the departed loved one was up there watching over them. Read the rest of this entry »
You’re Gonna Die Tonight
May 28, 2011 at 10:30 am · Filed under Bad Stuff, Crazy stuff, Mostly true, Stories, Weird stuff ·Tagged author, bad car accident, Charles L. Mashburn, death, dying, fear, horror, story, wel somebody we know is, writer, you're gonna die tonight
Anybody ever tell you that? Well, somebody told it to me one night, and it’s nothing like you’re thinking it might be. I’ve made some guys mad enough to say that to me—some probably did—but this particular time, it was my first wife, Evelyn. Come to think of it, that might not have been the only time she said it. Kidding! Read the rest of this entry »
Where does it go?
May 15, 2011 at 8:13 am · Filed under Crazy stuff, Random Thoughts, Stories, Weird stuff ·Tagged author, Charles L. Mashburn, climate change, coffins, death, dying, expanding earth, funny, global warming, humor, laughter, off kilter, oil, questions, scenarios, story, the earth gets bigger, tilt, tires, where does it go, wondering, writer
There are some mysteries I contemplate sometimes. One of them is where does certain stuff go. One of them is tires; tires wear out; where does the rubber that’s not on the tire anymore wind up? Does it wear into the pavement? Does it blow off to the side of the road? If it blows off to the side of the road, why aren’t there rubber drifts? You know, like a snow drift. When the wind blows, does rubber blow in our face? Are we breathing rubber? So many questions. Read the rest of this entry »
A Man Among Men
May 3, 2011 at 5:00 pm · Filed under Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged accidents, author, Be Still.... and know that I am God, Charles L. Mashburn, death, dying, good old days, logger, old man, writer
Now surely y’all don’t think this is a story about me! No, sir, this one is another little quick note about my logging days, but I’m nowhere near the top of anyone’s list compared to the guy it’s about. It’s just a short short story, so take a look if you have time. I’m pretty sure Ol’ “Bing” would like it if ya do. Read the rest of this entry »
Just An Old Boat
May 1, 2011 at 8:00 pm · Filed under Family, Mostly true, Stories ·Tagged Be Still…. and know that I am God, Charles L. Mashburn, childhood memories, death, dying, encouragement, faith, family, family fun, good old days, just an old boat, lake, memories, Pennies From Heaven, sadness, story, uncle marvin, water skiing, writer
One Saturday afternoon last summer, I was walking around the small lake behind the RV Park where I stayed during the week. My work then took me out of town most weeks and my travel trailer gave me a sense of home while I was not with Sherry and our little old dog, Dockers. I was there on a weekend, because Sherry and I had come over to take care of some business in College Station. Read the rest of this entry »