Tag Archives: heart

My Horizon

Posted on October 25, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

We go our ways, don’t we? Cut the chord, turn out the light, change direction, lock the door. Sometimes the heart skips a beat and before you know it your feet are clinging to a tightrope and your hands are … Continue reading →

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What the world needs now: Trans-parency

Posted on October 13, 2014 by theminstrelscitadel

I’m one of the lucky ones; I believe that to be true. When I was a kid, growing up in a conservative, religious household, I struggled with my sexuality. It wasn’t easy, realizing that I felt differently than what I … Continue reading →

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glimpse the Light

Posted on October 5, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

I would surrender my laughter and lay bare my heart on the stone for you, if only you would let me glimpse the Light beyond the sun, and give me one glorious moment just to swim in the Love that … 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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yearning

Posted on August 13, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

My heart, fragile as a laser carved eggshell, still beats. Beautiful, i know it is, yet taken for granted and only appreciated when it pounds against my chest or breaks. Why must I live this life I have chosen, indeed … Continue reading →

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an Open heart

Posted on August 3, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

You don’t know or maybe you do. Maybe you pretend. I can’t. I am the ink on the page you’d already written when you said, “that’s an idea” but didn’t show. Too sensitive, I am. My trusting, yearning heart breaks … Continue reading →

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