The New York city lights
The New York city lights. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter. Please enjoy” I left Iraq in the Winter of 1992. I was sent to Fort Dix, New Jersey. I took… Continue reading
I can show you God
I can show you God A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just thoughts and things to ponder on” I can show you God.. The great search for God is fruitless for some. I… Continue reading
When God laughs
When God laughs A Poem by Coyote Poetry I read Jack London book today “When God laughs.” It is a amazing book. Quotes and words from a amazing writer Jack London and… Continue reading
Poesy
Poesy A Poem by Coyote Poetry Thank you Dryden for your poetry. Gave me reason to write today.” Poesy (For Dryden) True Poets dodge the fakeness of fame. They allow praise to fall… Continue reading
The Medicine wheel.
The Medicine wheel A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old Native American wisdom. We need to gather as one people to save earth and all people. Wisdom of the Medicine wheel. (I have been… Continue reading
Mercy
Mercy A Story by Coyote Poetry (A sad poem. We need more friends. More kindness.) Mercy… Young black man. 22 year old. He sat alone and ate alone in the mess hall for… Continue reading
Just broken glass dreams.
1- Imagine,taunting,you 2- Deluded love.Love captured,love forgotten. 3- Heart ruthless,heart betrayed.A bone yard of love.Just broken glass dreams. John Castellenas/Coyote
We don’t want to fight no-more. And a needed song by dear Tallulah Rendall.
We don’t want to fight no-more. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading
The cursed lullaby.
The cursed lullaby. Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading
Grandfather told me often. Life is like a garden.
The roses are coming alive. Early June blooming for my grandfather roses. My red and yellow sunflower plants growing strong. They will be 8- and 12-foot plants in August. Photo from August 2025.… Continue reading
The dogdays of early June.
The dogdays of early June. Sergeant loved his pool. Like the long walks and dog biscuits. Lake St. Clair. A beautiful lake nearby. A lot of sand, a place to walk the dog… Continue reading
Cigarettes and sassy.
Cigarettes and sassy. You were the most beautiful, the most dangerous lady, I knew. You were my angry lady, sassy and always seeking new thrills. I loved your dark side, and I loved… Continue reading
Kiss me often, kiss me long.
Kiss me often, kiss me long. Let us bathe in the quiet.You and I.The sun had gone and the moon is rising.And You and I.Alone by Lake St. Clair.Just us together holding hands… Continue reading
Lake Gichigana and a song by Beautiful dear Ayla.
Lake Gichigana. Once free land held a great nation, the first people lived in peace with the forest, the rivers and the big lake. Lake Gichigana was kind to the original people. The… Continue reading
When love is near.
When love is near. You and I, we love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading
Dirty little secrets. And a beautiful Sarah Mclachlan song.
Dirty little secrets. I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember “You and I”. I was the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we pass… Continue reading