Monthly Archives: September 2013

One way forward…

Posted on September 29, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

http://www.boulderweekly.com/article-11683-a-more-egalitarian-economy.html

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Step Up and Speak Out

Posted on September 15, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

If we’re not talking about it with each other then what hope does the world have? Rape is not acceptable, under any circumstances, any where in the world. I’m sick of everyone avoiding the issue because it’s “upsetting”. What’s upsetting … Continue reading →

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Pathfinding

Posted on September 15, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

There is no road map for this terrain, no compass that could offer up a clue. You attempt it with your leather bound books, the oral traditions that became the foundation of our demise. And if The Book had never … Continue reading →

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At Home

Posted on September 11, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

Gentle breath, an infant’s breath, soft and rhythmic, no yearning because all one’s needs are met. The cradle, like the arms of Mother; the cottony soft blanket as tender against the skin as Father’s breath. Hope. Promise. It didn’t turn … Continue reading →

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Eyes Closed and Beautiful

Posted on September 11, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

Harp strings and fog horns, bass grooves, flute flight sun dropping light, tree leaves casting shadow, life so full you want to cry. Nothing more than love, than whispers, than trees turning colors as a last bow to life-giving Light … Continue reading →

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dead can dance – the wind that shakes the barley

Posted on September 7, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

where poetry meets music meets incredible beauty.

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You Are Me

Posted on September 5, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

You steal the light from the room, you peel the face off the moon, you think you know reciprocity. We dance to color the night, we spur the angels to flight,  we descend at high velocity. Don’t pretend that you … Continue reading →

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His face was beautiful, Brian was his name. Meet him, I would, in the wee hours of a morning, when sleep was a promise on the lips of a liar and the darkness was a friend to us both. Talk, … Continue reading →

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Cry

Posted on September 5, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

You break my heart, with your memories. Why, when we’re young we’re so eager to smash the family portrait, only to weep with longing when the years have taught us what is precious and worthy of yearning for? They could … Continue reading →

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Feel free to hate it

Posted on September 4, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

My friends, I know there is no “Dislike” or “Hate” button, but please feel free to tell me exactly what you think of whatever I post. My intention in starting this blog was to open up discussion. I don’t seek … Continue reading →

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