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the cave

Posted on May 26, 2013 by billcastro

I attempted to respond to a recent post on The Writing Corp blog (http://thewritingcorpofficial.wordpress.com/2013/05/23/writers-workshop-intro/) that asked readers to submit a 100-word essay on exploring a cave as a creative writing project. My writing resulted in recalling powerful childhood memories and … Continue reading →

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My response to “Are you a pilot or a passenger?” by annikenbinz (11 May 2013)

Posted on May 18, 2013 by billcastro

Reading a recent post on Anniken Binz’s blog entitled “Are you a pilot or a passenger?” (http://annikenbinz.wordpress.com/2013/05/11/are-you-a-pilot-or-a-passenger/) made me stop and wonder how I would answer that question. There have been plenty of times in my life when I have … Continue reading →

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golden blanket

Posted on May 8, 2013 by billcastro

bright golden blanket a sea of yellow flowers exploding noses bright golden blossoms with inviting sweet nectar angry bee stinging bright golden ocean beauty burned in memory a springtime photo **Okay, not my best. I just wanted to share my … Continue reading →

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where can I go?

Posted on May 6, 2013 by billcastro

where can I go to feel like I am fully me where can I go to know that I am okay to just be when is it my turn to find the place where I decide who I am when … Continue reading →

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A CORINTHIANS KIND OF LOVE

Posted on May 4, 2013 by billcastro

Originally posted on HASTYWORDS:
♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ I came across a very well-worn teddy bear the other day.  An eye was missing, stuffing was exposed, and something had been spilled on it matting its hair.  I started to wonder what in the…

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Waiting for Spring

Posted on April 30, 2013 by billcastro

A flower bloom in waiting Reaches out for hidden sun When will winter end? **Our flowers are not quite sure what to do with the late arrival of Spring.**

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my team

Posted on April 30, 2013 by billcastro

they come to me for guidance I go to them for knowledge they look to me to know the way I look to them to show me how they know that I have the plan I know they can work … Continue reading →

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Not enough hours . . .

Posted on April 28, 2013 by billcastro

It has been very difficult to do much writing while Maureen and I have been exploring parts of western Ireland. It’s not as if Ireland is lacking for anything to write about. Some of the greatest writers and poets have … Continue reading →

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The Irish Traffic Jam

Posted on April 26, 2013 by billcastro

Driving down the highway On the wrong side of the road Listening to the radio Someone’s singing with a brogue Didn’t have to go far Before I reach the first delay And quickly learn that in Ireland Sheep have the … Continue reading →

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The Hawk – an unfinished story of trust

Posted on April 25, 2013 by billcastro

I look into its eyes and it knows me With new trust my gloved hand becomes its perch And we walk in the soft morning drizzle Into wooded glen to begin the hunt ** Our stay at the Ashford Castle … Continue reading →

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