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Banjo Casto Poem
The wonder of the dawning sun
Is majestic to behold
Ribbons surrounding trees and cliffs
In tones of flame and gold
Here, dazzling beams illuminate
A passage through the sea
Coloring the radiant crest
In warm serenity
A gentle time to plead for hope
As quickly fades its light
Where etched silhouettes blend and merge
Enkindling rise of night.
Brian Strand, 475
Aug 5, 2018
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2018
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Banjo Casto Poem
I desire nothing from you
just let me watch you wake with the sun
laugh with the rustle of the wind
that messes your auburn hair
that, my dear little one,
is enough to take me through
the years. And the memory
of all this combined shall take
me far through forever---
After you have gone riding on a star.
Contest of Regina Riddle, A Special Memory
For my favorite goddaughter
Sept 17, 2014
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2014
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Banjo Casto Poem
The sweat pours down from
tank tops and t-shirts,
preposterously loud screams explode
on the baseball field around them.
Drink it all in for a win that's more
than a glory of the game
by those who long for excitement
and the possibility of league's trophy.
The raucous crowd of spring flock together
their arms flinging outrageous signals ,
with high pitched hurrah, as bats fly off
to gaily rattle, “Oh, my! Go get 'em!”
when men become boys of spring's home-run!
Batter Up Contest
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2015
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Banjo Casto Poem
gush of wind passing
as leaves open frazzled reams--
for promise of rain
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2016
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Banjo Casto Poem
How I wish I could have clung to musings
on this bench in a park; the same wooden one
which cradled my afternoons,feeding little birds
as memories gripped the heart--
The sharp sting of her farewell, right on this spot
drowned time's hands of fate--- that now,
I hold the seat's arms limply, if only to recall
how my fingers twined buds in her hair. All gone.
Entry Date: Aug 30, 2015
Sense Of Touch Contest by nette onclaud
From Banjo Casto
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2015
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Banjo Casto Poem
frozen twigs roll on chilled aisle
barren trees now elderly,
exposing a season's lash---
indignant Jack Frost
Winter Dodoitsu
Heather Ober's Contest
10 November 2015
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Banjo Casto Poem
Sunset dips from a bay’s view
Its pulp so tangerine clear--
Releasing a minty froth.
As her crown bleeds on water
I watch a hazy profile--
A faded memory now
Tearing my chilling nightfall.
Created by Banjo Casto Nov 12 2014
Silhouette A Heptagonet
nette onclaud's Contest
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2014
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Banjo Casto Poem
center of my head
opens like spring flower---
in meditation
Enlightenment Contest
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2014
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Banjo Casto Poem
Waterfalls cascade down mountaintops
Huddling stones gathering fine crop
A pastoral reel where man can't drop
Just watching the view from eye's knobs
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2012
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Banjo Casto Poem
the glare of noontime
scorches young August petals
rain taps on wild blooms---
and summer cools her flamed heat
to gently fondle morn’s dew
Tanka Written With a Decent Pivot
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2014
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