Tag Archives: dreams

Coda

Posted on December 13, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

He’s got a green guitar, Emerald Isle green, and his hair is snow white now, but his voice still rings like a Tibetan bell. I don’t care that the decades have given him more wisdom than he had when he … Continue reading →

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Harvest Me

Posted on October 28, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

Fingers and toes begin like kernels of corn and pods of peas, making the grown ones giggle and coo. I never knew any of you when the world introduced you and you were so new. God kept count of each … Continue reading →

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Default: Judgement Rendered

Posted on October 7, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

Gay Marriage. So, the US Supreme Court denies a couple of appeals and makes a few million dreams come true. Thank you.

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Thinking of Dying

Posted on July 11, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

The fins are off and the hook is embedded, it is frightening to be caught. Tears behind a closed door and a jaw locked on grudges. Who takes away the urge to die, the thought that death would be welcome? … Continue reading →

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Belgrade and Kiev, Warsaw and Tears

Posted on April 2, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

Peace escapes us all. While the world watched innumerable invading armies laid waste to these cities of antiquity these places where dreams were born and legacies were suckled these places where inhumanity marched for centuries, like an ugly snag in … Continue reading →

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Choose Your Color

Posted on March 1, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

I would rather be a window than a wall. You could see through me then and it would matter to both of us in different ways. Before I was born I had not been meant to be. Do you think … Continue reading →

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the river brought me

Posted on November 25, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

He was standing alongside the bank, hat in hand, eyes lost to the movement and the glare of stunning sunlight, hearing immersed in the hiss and trickle, splash and gurgle, the lapping up onto smooth river stones. There was something … Continue reading →

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I Walk, I Kill

Posted on August 3, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

The Earth teems with Life. Sidewalks are the plains and I the tornado. I don’t mean to, I would never intend to but everywhere I place my foot  I snuff out something. After the earth worms take their revenge for … Continue reading →

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