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Archive for: June, 2010

A Dialogue with Change

A Dialogue with Change

A smile in the darkness. “What is wrong with you?” I ask “How can you be so happy amidst so much pain, so much hurt, so much despair?” Still smiling, the face turns to me. Resembling a theatre mask of old times majestic, it sat there gazing at me for what seemed like an eternity. [...]

Trash and Treasure

Trash and Treasure

I stared at this pair of glasses for a long time. It’s been awhile since I felt this nostalgic. I usually spend my days pining away at my obsession with work. Setting goals, meeting them and keeping my mind preoccupied on other things. Over the years I have learned to keep my feelings at bay. [...]

Aging Troubadour

Aging Troubadour

Aging Troubadour. I sing sweet songs to serenade the beauty on the balcony. Her fierce duenna has forbade the maid to show herself to me. I hear her trying to persuade her to allow a glance at me. You must keep well back in the shade and hide your face most carefully The lady did [...]

A Pain That Unites

A Pain That Unites

…she was sitting on the sand on the beach and drawing pictures in the sand with a stick, she was observing the seagulls that flew over the sea and was thinking about her life without him… …he was lying in hammock and smoking a cigar, he was listened the sound of the waves breaking on [...]

My Treasure To You

My Treasure To You

Oh!! My child!! I will soon be dead Leaving you without any crown on the head Only these few words that you should regard They are more precious than an emerald Listen carefully and contemplate every word You have got a long life ahead I want you to learn how to have it in hand [...]

Light On The Water

Light On The Water

I close my eyes blocking out the sun. Its warmth drenches me.
Slips its way around my quivering bones and flosses my joints.
I am not by any means a child of the sun; I like to be cool and shaded.
But today I welcome each beaming ray and feel my soul slightly connected.

The Thing Of Legalized Prostitution

The Thing Of Legalized Prostitution

As usual becoming informed about a thing changed the rigid black and white structure of what I thought I knew and believed. Nevada takes the oldest profession in the world and gives it some glitter, feathers, jazz hands, and some yee haw for sure.

“You Don’t Ever Have To Ride Again…BUT Today You Ride!”

“You Don’t Ever Have To Ride Again…BUT Today You Ride!”

“You never ever have to ride again, BUT today you ride!” (a quote by my father Martin Mulroy) I have been spending time with our little readers and future writers lately. One of those talented little people, reminded me of why I wrote a particular manuscript in the first place. It’s over 30,000 words, finished, [...]

And We Call It Love

And We Call It Love

It’s a thing called LOVE….. Its funny how in life and love you never know what to expect. Take for example you remember when you was 6yrs old and all girls had the cooties? You and your friends would build club houses, with a sign in the front of it that read “NO GURLS ALLOWED”. [...]

Down In The Valley

Down In The Valley

How in hell he came to be lying in cloying dismal mud at the base of an extinct Hawaiian volcano eluded Patton.  He just lay there, trying to catch his breath, knowing that the softness of the deep red earth was a death trap but not really having the energy to do much about it. [...]

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