word.

a Poetry Blog…
a Collection of Lyrics…

Some are stories and prosy,

Others are songs,

But they’re all poems and music.

 

This is a collection of Stephen Mullane’s original lyrics, poems, vignettes and other pieces.

Some of these words are accompanied by music.

Others march to the beat of the their own drums. Maybe someday they’ll fall in line and get in tune.

Still, others are destined to dance alone with silence save from what’s behind them.

I Never Knew…To Let Go
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I Never Knew…To Let Go

Stephen Mullane’s father passed away in August of 2021. As he was going through a bag of his father’s old Christmas decorations in December 2022, Stephen found a little notepad with lyrics on a few of the pages. Stephen helped him finish the song by arranging the lyrics and adding music. Here is the page for “I Never Knew…To Let Go,” written by Daniel Mullane and Stephen Mullane (with a link to the demo of the song).

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Fall Away
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Fall Away

Read the lyrics for the unreleased song, “Fall Away,” written by Stephen Mullane. This seasonal song employs the onset of autumn as a metaphor for…something. Stay tuned for a more authentic recording, and check out the demo video linked here in the meantime.

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___ Lives Matter in Syracuse, NY: Grumblings from a Corner of Disparity and Frustration in the Summer of 2022
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___ Lives Matter in Syracuse, NY: Grumblings from a Corner of Disparity and Frustration in the Summer of 2022

Read the poem, “___ Lives Matter in Syracuse, NY: Grumblings from a Corner of Disparity and Frustration in Summer of 2022,” written by Stephen Mullane. The inspiration for this poem (“Blank Lives Matter in Syracuse, NY” or “Lives Matter in Syracuse, NY” for short) came as Stephen and his wife were trying to work with the City of Syracuse’s zoning department to put up a fence in their backyard. The rest is (recent) history.

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