Category Archives: Poetry

January

Posted on January 18, 2015 by theminstrelscitadel

The Sun hides and crystals that have piled up remain. Hidden or not, the mere presence of his shy face sends the squirrels hurling down tree trunks and skittering across the crusty surface of the snow. I have the window … Continue reading →

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the long adventure

Posted on December 11, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

Stones are rounded by the caress of water, three hundred thousand years without me. I am so small. I am so big. I am just a speck on the page of this long adventure. To breathe in the dust of … 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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Compassion الرحمة

Posted on October 12, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

حقا، والله هو الرحيم ومغرم الرحمة، وقال انه يعطي لالرأفة وما لا يعطي على قاسية “Verily, God is Compassionate and is fond of compassion, and He gives to the compassionate what He does not give to the harsh.” Do they … Continue reading →

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What Will Never Be Known

Posted on August 20, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

She shuffles flat footed on her clunky feet, trousers dragging at the back a leash in one hand attached to one round white poodle. Tail wagging following every step she takes, every step an adventure. One hand pushes the shopping … Continue reading →

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Half The Woman

Posted on August 10, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

I don’t remember if I said goodbye to you at all. I was away, so far and living the dream, a sordid tale, the novella you would abhor. You, who had the sweetest heart in later years, your thick glasses … Continue reading →

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Some Bright Day

Posted on July 27, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

So many have gone now, and taken small chunks out of my heart. I dream about them sometimes, and smile upon the memory, and sadden at the reality. Could it be that we shall meet again on some bright day? … Continue reading →

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Sand Dancing

Posted on July 27, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

My heart seeks the deep grey sea, gulls flying and screaming, shells jamming their smooth edges between my toes. Grasses swaying in a humid breeze and sand dancing a waltz with the tide. That horizon there, is a meeting I … Continue reading →

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Jugular

Posted on July 27, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

The lion kills for life, and life is rarely grateful. We will hold fast our fingers clasped tight like kites were flying, like the cracks in boulders held our weight. Do you see heart there in the thin shadows? Do … Continue reading →

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Mallets Made Of Glass

Posted on July 26, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

And what good could it do you to forge your anvil made of iron with your muscles bulging and your sweat blotting patterns in the concrete below your arm? The mallet is made of glass, you fool and so your … Continue reading →

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