Best Angelo Poems

St Anthony's orphanage was founded some thirty years ago
For homeless and orphaned children, by a priest Father Angelo
Every child was made welcome; race and religion...

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"May I?" she asked motioning to my dog-eared notepad as a child might
asking for a cookie expecting to be told it would spoil her dinner
I...

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A message from Emilly
By Angelo Casiano


A message from above to those of you I love.
I love you more than you’ll ever know,
Even more now that...

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As one grows old, when evening approaches, memories too lengthen like shadows. Now I remember more often my parents wondering how much sweat and toil...

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My life was heading into an infernal pit of passion.
I am inebriated, sipping your juices like a fine wine.

Infiltrating your body defenses with my offensive...

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Time moves slower than a rusted windmill on a still day 
as I am unable to avert my stare, frozen in this spot,  
captivated...

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From the greenest acres of laden wood
The painted asphalt of a future's path
In breathless moments of events withstood
Upon the virtue of Jehovah's wrath
Founded a nation...

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Note: If you haven’t please check out part 1 and 2 
before reading this. It will make more sense that way Thanks.

"May I?" she asked...

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Note: If you haven’t please check out part one before reading this. 
It will make more sense that way Thanks.


Time moves slower than a rusted...

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Zora Neal saw that Their Eyes Were Watching God, when
Toni Morrison heard The Song of Solomon, and
James Baldwin Told It on the Mountain, while
W.E.B. DuBois...

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An Angelo Arab, you had immense spirit
dappled grey with a huge leap  over fences.
Your stable name was Tom, pedigree name
too much of a mouthful...

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Her name was Methane Bertha
And if you met you'd know why
There's always a southern wind blowing
Everyone she meets holds their nose
And then says goodbye.

She eats...

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The work was hard out on the ranch, the days were hot an' dry,
An' fancy things you find in town had caught ol' Jim Bob's...

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Un-revelling Rivalry

Who am I to speak of historical rivalry I cannot contest
all the clever myriad truths conjectures and refutations
about the two masters the two foes...

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Today is the day that the sun decided to come out my brother.
For today is a sign of my presence…
 Standing Alongside you smiling…
Sending you...

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