Angel M. Castro

Bay Terrace, New York, USA

I thank Jesus for everyday of my life. I've had many life experiences to his credit. It has only made me strong in faith. I thank God for the 3 children he gave me. As a single mother I turned to the bible to help raise them. God's been good to me.At present I work for A.O.E. Ricoh in Westbury Long Island. I'm a color graphic specialist specializing in connectivity of color copiers. This job has allowed me to grow. My future is definitely colorfulThe poetlry I write is of my life.I hope all that visit this site will see God's "work" in my life.

Monster Mommy

Monster mommy is here today.
She had no coffee to start her day.
She'll yell and scream
And turn quite green
Without her lovely cup of caffeine.
So listen children and please beware.
Don't stomp your feet or pull your hair.
She'll turn on you and be quite mean
Without her lovely cup of caffeine.
So tip toe past her and out the door,
Please don't bother her any more.
She'll settle down and be the queen
Once she's downed her cup of caffeine.

The Stone

Upon a journey long ago I came across a stone. So beautiful and smooth it was I decided to take it home. I opened up myself to it and hoped the stone would live. Instead of the life I hoped to give, I saw it drain from me. Now surely could not I but see the dangers that laid ahead?
Oh no not me with head so strong I'd find some comfort instead. So I stood back and slowly watched the stone began to crumble. But to my surprise instead I heard the earth it rumbled.
As if to say go away, leave before you stumble.
I could not move I waited yet but even eight more days, and still the earth gave out its sound be gone before you're found. How could I leave my precious stone that I came to know and love?
How could I leave and run away and still say that I care?
So there stood as centurian to pray and guard over my stone.
Waiting for some sign to know I finally found my home.
For scores and many decades it seemed I stood there waiting for love.
When finally out emerged yet a smaller stone this one formed a dove.
Within a few moments the dove turned and began to fly away.
I watched and hoped it to circle but my luck it continued to climb high.
I reached out and I cried and I pleaded for it to come down.
I screamed so loud but he did not hear he soared as he fell to the ground.
I fell apart in many pieces and saw the job I had to do.
To put myself back together and continued on alone.
Funny though none of my pieces would fit just right.
I had found a gaping hole in my chest and wondered what was lost.
So I began to search the ground again to see what was amiss.
I searched for what belonged to me but it was nowhere to be found.
I look again to the dove and saw it was eating of my flesh.
I cried be damned you fool you'll not hurt me anymore!
I cried and pounded on the earth to help forget the pain.
I learned to love from a stone I thought and now I'll learn to hate as well.
But I could not find myself to hate as much as I really tried.
So I left and on ahead I went but different from before.
The love I gave so easily was lost to be found no more.
For now the love had stole my heart and my head now rules the force.
Next when I should but come across another stone my lesson has been learned.
Look, examine, even play with a stone-but never take one home.