Tag Archives: dream

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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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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Soaring

Posted on April 15, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

With our feet firmly planted and our pupils pinned to the sky we dream. Bones still growing, teeth departing with a yank and pants that fit us just yesterday, we shout out to a world that would prefer we remain … Continue reading →

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Until We Dreamed It So

Posted on March 9, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

I had my eyes closed when I saw it, infinite space darkness so complete in the distance, we were points of light and we were spinning together, the same orbit, the same galaxy. Time was just beginning to burst into … Continue reading →

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The Absence Of Nectar

Posted on October 5, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

When the storm clouds roll in, whip the sea into a frenzy I will know it from my perch up on the mountain. The hummingbird is tossed by currents smaller than the wingspan of solitude, slower than the heartbeat of … Continue reading →

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Spirit Upon Dust

Posted on August 8, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

We draw lines in the sand and pretend we have created something. The Creator blew Spirit upon the dust and clay of this land and we awakened into sight and sound and sensation. That is, if you believe the tale. … Continue reading →

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One With

Posted on August 3, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

Once I have teeter-tottered to my grave on the same wobbly feet that have carried me through life, please don’t memorialize me with fluff, dull as a spoon, useless as a dream never recalled. For that matter don’t slather it … Continue reading →

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Almost Green

Posted on August 3, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

It is almost green again, the world. Almost new, almost a reflection of something no one has ever seen. I dream a dream that repeats itself, familiar similar faces spaces and streets. To dream other wise would be prophecy, no? … Continue reading →

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