Author Archives: billcastro

April Morning

Posted on April 13, 2013 by billcastro

clouds dance in the sky revealing patches of blue as the sun returns the dark winter of my soul welcomes the light of new hope

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TGIF – Tanka God It’s Friday

Posted on April 12, 2013 by billcastro

slowly the hour creeps as I wait to join the march daily exodus forgetting things accomplished remembering love at home

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my smile exploded

Posted on April 11, 2013 by billcastro

I ended up with two different poems today. Both seemed to express the same thought, but I wasn’t sure which one to post. I decided to include both. ***************************** a smile then simple words that changed my world an exploding smile … Continue reading →

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The rose

Posted on April 10, 2013 by billcastro

Trying my hand at meeting NaPoWriMo Daily Prompt challenge for Day 10: an “Un-Love” Poem . . . a rose in bloom I softly caress you consumed by your perfume I watch your beauty unfolding slowly revealing yourself to me … Continue reading →

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Is he sharp?

Posted on April 9, 2013 by billcastro

he’s sharp sharp as a razor whose blade no longer cleanly slices but gouges skin and scrapes across blemish leaving seeping wounds of pain that lingers and small pools of blood that quickly spread across the semi-stubbled face it leaves … Continue reading →

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her story – chapter 1: dark night

Posted on April 8, 2013 by billcastro

I wanted to capture raw emotions that I could feel. The first stanza brought out some powerful emotions in me, but I’m not sure if it does the same for others. Initially, the story wasn’t supposed to matter, but now I’m left … Continue reading →

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Midday Funk

Posted on April 8, 2013 by billcastro

I was trying to write while I had a few moments after lunch. I had to skip my walk today and had little energy. So,…the result. midday funk after lunch chicken slices hit the spot and now I sit on … Continue reading →

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The Volksmarch (die Volkswanderung)

Posted on April 7, 2013 by billcastro

friends wander on trails through forest and field in vineyards and villages following the signs leading uphill over mountains overlooking the beauty they stop to refresh then return to the trail to walk and talk and wander

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The Song

Posted on April 7, 2013 by billcastro

This is a reflection of my friendships at work. I wrote this at my new desk on a Friday and found it in my notes. I recently moved from an office of ten people, where I’ve worked for 4 years, … Continue reading →

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Words…

Posted on April 7, 2013 by billcastro

The words escape me, but I know I felt it sometime today When I feel it again I’ll be ready With words

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