Tag Archives: Morning

cup of joe

Posted on June 5, 2013 by billcastro

cup of joe black not sweet slurping sip morning kick scalding tongue wide awake soothing calm good morning

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Connemara morning

Posted on April 23, 2013 by billcastro

early morning rain ancient rhythms in the mist from dreams I awake still tapping to the music soft Irish morning welcomes

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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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Awake!

Posted on April 6, 2013 by billcastro

And now I venture into different poetic styles, I tried to write a haiku earlier (Is it Spring yet?), and now I attempt to capture my morning in a cinquain ala Adelaide Crapsey. What do you think? Morning’s Easy silence Prepares … Continue reading →

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Morning O’s

Posted on April 5, 2013 by billcastro

a box, a bowl, a spoon, a mug a kitchen scale in the wings water heating on the stove with anticipation sings hot coffee, milk on cheerios how I love those little rings simple joys to start my day prepare … Continue reading →

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