Tag Archives: poetry

Note To Self

Posted on August 4, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

You don’t need to ring that bell with a one ton hammer. All you have to do is stir up a gentle breeze. Whisper. © Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

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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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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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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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They say Necessity is the Mother of Invention. I say it is absolutely necessary that we pin courage to our sleeves, fill our button holes with rebellion and make bright the question marks in our eyes. © Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

Posted on July 25, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel | Comments Off on Necessary

bully babies at the pulpit, bully babies in the streets you find them ranting in online games and vomiting their tweets if i could wave a magic wand i would make them all go away put them in a malleable … Continue reading →

Posted on July 14, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel | Comments Off on bullies

dzień dobry

Posted on July 13, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

dzień dobry, to jest nowy, codziennie, dzięki Bogu!  

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protestations by the worker bee

Posted on July 12, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel

who was the sadist that drew this box around us? told to us the color to dream, prize to covet, rung on the ladder to envy? what petty tyrant taught the bells to ring at 6, at 7, at 9? … Continue reading →

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Shiva dances in the palm opposite the hand that holds the anger. I join them, all the other clowns, on our high wire of formidable pain. © Tina Zabielski 2011-2019

Posted on July 7, 2013 by theminstrelscitadel | 3 Comments