John Castillo
@bozo76.bsky.social
Poet, Chimney Sweep, Printer, Soundboard Operator, Humanitarian, Friend, Brother. My work can be found on Facebook group Talking To Flowers In Low Gear. Michigan born.
The only legacy Trump will leave behind, when he is dead, will be the hate and stupidity he has so lovingly fostered against a free people. He is a Maduro in orange makeup and bad suit.
January 7, 2026 at 7:54 PM
The only legacy Trump will leave behind, when he is dead, will be the hate and stupidity he has so lovingly fostered against a free people. He is a Maduro in orange makeup and bad suit.
ICE needs to be criminalized. They are no more than uneducated, racist, untrained goons with no moral scruples. These are the kind of people who pass on hate to the next generation. I have no pity for what happens to you.
January 7, 2026 at 7:47 PM
ICE needs to be criminalized. They are no more than uneducated, racist, untrained goons with no moral scruples. These are the kind of people who pass on hate to the next generation. I have no pity for what happens to you.
So Bubbles feels are hurt again. He is stating he will not support Machado's previous election to President of Venezuela because she accepted a nobel peace prize he felt was his. It is remarkable how his childish behavior is now determining the policy of our country.
January 6, 2026 at 4:16 AM
So Bubbles feels are hurt again. He is stating he will not support Machado's previous election to President of Venezuela because she accepted a nobel peace prize he felt was his. It is remarkable how his childish behavior is now determining the policy of our country.
Hard Things
It's a hard thing
To accept death
Someone gone
Not returning
Given over to memory
Celebrated in tears
Tears of mourn
A loss not asked for
But known
To wake every day
Knowing someone is gone
Remembering the last moments
Together, speaking
Holding
It's a hard thing
To accept death
Someone gone
Not returning
Given over to memory
Celebrated in tears
Tears of mourn
A loss not asked for
But known
To wake every day
Knowing someone is gone
Remembering the last moments
Together, speaking
Holding
January 5, 2026 at 8:12 AM
Hard Things
It's a hard thing
To accept death
Someone gone
Not returning
Given over to memory
Celebrated in tears
Tears of mourn
A loss not asked for
But known
To wake every day
Knowing someone is gone
Remembering the last moments
Together, speaking
Holding
It's a hard thing
To accept death
Someone gone
Not returning
Given over to memory
Celebrated in tears
Tears of mourn
A loss not asked for
But known
To wake every day
Knowing someone is gone
Remembering the last moments
Together, speaking
Holding
Give
Give your parents comfort
When needed or not
Odd moments of love
With the love dulls
Sadness
Give your parents love
Even when wrought
Remember them
Not yourself
Then hug them
One at a time
All at once
Give them memories
Of what it is to be family
Give your parents comfort
When needed or not
Odd moments of love
With the love dulls
Sadness
Give your parents love
Even when wrought
Remember them
Not yourself
Then hug them
One at a time
All at once
Give them memories
Of what it is to be family
January 5, 2026 at 7:48 AM
Give
Give your parents comfort
When needed or not
Odd moments of love
With the love dulls
Sadness
Give your parents love
Even when wrought
Remember them
Not yourself
Then hug them
One at a time
All at once
Give them memories
Of what it is to be family
Give your parents comfort
When needed or not
Odd moments of love
With the love dulls
Sadness
Give your parents love
Even when wrought
Remember them
Not yourself
Then hug them
One at a time
All at once
Give them memories
Of what it is to be family
My Why
I just want
People to remember us
My brothers, sister
The folks and me
The people who became
Family, accepted it
Were proud to bear
A legacy given and earned
I just want
People to remember us
My brothers, sister
The folks and me
The people who became
Family, accepted it
Were proud to bear
A legacy given and earned
January 5, 2026 at 7:32 AM
My Why
I just want
People to remember us
My brothers, sister
The folks and me
The people who became
Family, accepted it
Were proud to bear
A legacy given and earned
I just want
People to remember us
My brothers, sister
The folks and me
The people who became
Family, accepted it
Were proud to bear
A legacy given and earned
Let Me
Let me live amongst the stars
On the expanding edge
Of the galaxy
Witness to birth, death
Of stars, galaxies
Phenomena we have yet to name
Much less understand
Feel the tidal pull
Of gravity
To the shores of what is created
Not in the wake but
In the places newly born
Let me live amongst the stars
On the expanding edge
Of the galaxy
Witness to birth, death
Of stars, galaxies
Phenomena we have yet to name
Much less understand
Feel the tidal pull
Of gravity
To the shores of what is created
Not in the wake but
In the places newly born
January 5, 2026 at 2:03 AM
Let Me
Let me live amongst the stars
On the expanding edge
Of the galaxy
Witness to birth, death
Of stars, galaxies
Phenomena we have yet to name
Much less understand
Feel the tidal pull
Of gravity
To the shores of what is created
Not in the wake but
In the places newly born
Let me live amongst the stars
On the expanding edge
Of the galaxy
Witness to birth, death
Of stars, galaxies
Phenomena we have yet to name
Much less understand
Feel the tidal pull
Of gravity
To the shores of what is created
Not in the wake but
In the places newly born
So Bubbles has once again shown the world why we are not to be trusted. Regime change, probably followed by puppet leaders, beholden to him. The restart of banana republics. The message to the world is clear. If Bubbles doesn't like you, he will kidnap you.
January 3, 2026 at 7:41 PM
So Bubbles has once again shown the world why we are not to be trusted. Regime change, probably followed by puppet leaders, beholden to him. The restart of banana republics. The message to the world is clear. If Bubbles doesn't like you, he will kidnap you.
Here is the thing about me. I have brothers and sisters who were not born into my family. They earned the right to be part of it. I love them as I would my own. They are diverse, complicated, at times different. Yet I love them. One and all. One and all.
January 2, 2026 at 5:24 AM
Here is the thing about me. I have brothers and sisters who were not born into my family. They earned the right to be part of it. I love them as I would my own. They are diverse, complicated, at times different. Yet I love them. One and all. One and all.
I Kicked Him
I saw a man
Alone, sitting
Bowl in hand
A smile on his face
So I kicked him
Again and again, again
Why should he smile
When he doesn't fit in
What makes him think
I belong
But I need your help
So I kicked him
I saw a man
Alone, sitting
Bowl in hand
A smile on his face
So I kicked him
Again and again, again
Why should he smile
When he doesn't fit in
What makes him think
I belong
But I need your help
So I kicked him
January 2, 2026 at 3:12 AM
I Kicked Him
I saw a man
Alone, sitting
Bowl in hand
A smile on his face
So I kicked him
Again and again, again
Why should he smile
When he doesn't fit in
What makes him think
I belong
But I need your help
So I kicked him
I saw a man
Alone, sitting
Bowl in hand
A smile on his face
So I kicked him
Again and again, again
Why should he smile
When he doesn't fit in
What makes him think
I belong
But I need your help
So I kicked him
I offer a Happy New Year. Yet I caution it will be more of the same.
January 1, 2026 at 6:20 AM
I offer a Happy New Year. Yet I caution it will be more of the same.
I grew up a military brat. We were taught to obey, to be good, to adhere. We weren't taught to think. Yet somewhere along the way, I learned to think, to question. To not accept doctrine as truth. Curse or gift, I still do.
January 1, 2026 at 5:40 AM
I grew up a military brat. We were taught to obey, to be good, to adhere. We weren't taught to think. Yet somewhere along the way, I learned to think, to question. To not accept doctrine as truth. Curse or gift, I still do.
I Still
I still step
The steps I did
Idealism, belief
Truth for its own sake
The sake of man
Instead of my own
Albeit slowly and staggered
The mark of years
Scaring my stride
Taking the youth
Of argument
Making the determination
I still step
The steps I did
Idealism, belief
Truth for its own sake
The sake of man
Instead of my own
Albeit slowly and staggered
The mark of years
Scaring my stride
Taking the youth
Of argument
Making the determination
January 1, 2026 at 5:00 AM
I Still
I still step
The steps I did
Idealism, belief
Truth for its own sake
The sake of man
Instead of my own
Albeit slowly and staggered
The mark of years
Scaring my stride
Taking the youth
Of argument
Making the determination
I still step
The steps I did
Idealism, belief
Truth for its own sake
The sake of man
Instead of my own
Albeit slowly and staggered
The mark of years
Scaring my stride
Taking the youth
Of argument
Making the determination
Whitehouse sources are reporting that, in addition to Bubbles Gold gilded, silk-lined, perfume-spritzing ballroom, he will be installing the first of several fast food franchises.
January 1, 2026 at 2:35 AM
Whitehouse sources are reporting that, in addition to Bubbles Gold gilded, silk-lined, perfume-spritzing ballroom, he will be installing the first of several fast food franchises.
youtu.be/2Ha9GJwlus8?... We need a president, not a thug.
"Ich bin ein Berliner"
YouTube video by American Experience | PBS
youtu.be
December 31, 2025 at 5:30 AM
youtu.be/2Ha9GJwlus8?... We need a president, not a thug.
www.msn.com/en-us/news/u... I wonder if anyone explained to MAGA that the red hats equate to communism. Irony is a fickle thing.
MSN
www.msn.com
December 31, 2025 at 3:31 AM
www.msn.com/en-us/news/u... I wonder if anyone explained to MAGA that the red hats equate to communism. Irony is a fickle thing.
www.msn.com/en-us/tv/cel... and Bubbles once again shows the heartless, pathetic excuse for a human being he is. The leader of a cult of idiots, bumbling inhuman clowns.
MSN
www.msn.com
December 31, 2025 at 3:16 AM
www.msn.com/en-us/tv/cel... and Bubbles once again shows the heartless, pathetic excuse for a human being he is. The leader of a cult of idiots, bumbling inhuman clowns.
Somewhere between Del Rio and El Paso ****
Somewhere between Del Rio and El Paso
It's a Mexican night
Chill fingers paint the desert
With frost
Passing patiently
With colorful intent
The headlights of the bus
Silhouette the coyotes chasing rabbits
Across the cooling highway
Somewhere between Del Rio and El Paso
It's a Mexican night
Chill fingers paint the desert
With frost
Passing patiently
With colorful intent
The headlights of the bus
Silhouette the coyotes chasing rabbits
Across the cooling highway
December 31, 2025 at 12:09 AM
Somewhere between Del Rio and El Paso ****
Somewhere between Del Rio and El Paso
It's a Mexican night
Chill fingers paint the desert
With frost
Passing patiently
With colorful intent
The headlights of the bus
Silhouette the coyotes chasing rabbits
Across the cooling highway
Somewhere between Del Rio and El Paso
It's a Mexican night
Chill fingers paint the desert
With frost
Passing patiently
With colorful intent
The headlights of the bus
Silhouette the coyotes chasing rabbits
Across the cooling highway
Poetic Mockery ***
Hickory, dickery, dockery
Poetry in mockery
The mice did run
In simple blind fun
In time to the ticking tockery
BM2 John Castillo
5/16/24
Hickory, dickery, dockery
Poetry in mockery
The mice did run
In simple blind fun
In time to the ticking tockery
BM2 John Castillo
5/16/24
December 31, 2025 at 12:06 AM
Poetic Mockery ***
Hickory, dickery, dockery
Poetry in mockery
The mice did run
In simple blind fun
In time to the ticking tockery
BM2 John Castillo
5/16/24
Hickory, dickery, dockery
Poetry in mockery
The mice did run
In simple blind fun
In time to the ticking tockery
BM2 John Castillo
5/16/24