Monthly Archive: January, 2026

Some quotes about war.

1- Do we remember who started the war? We remember the winner. And the dead are quiet. 2- My Ojibwa grandmother told me. White people took everything from me. I don’t hate them… Continue reading

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The Texas two-step.

The Texas two-step. 1- A pretty gal asked me to dance in Belton, Texas. I asked her. Are you a college gal? She smiled and she told me. I am thirteen and I… Continue reading

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Please one more dance near the sea.

Please one more dance near the sea.. The Monterey pretty poet name Diane read to me. “Laughing, crying. Wanting, begging. Celebrating, complaining. Seeking nothing and wanting nothing. We like the hello and we… Continue reading

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One more cup of coffee .

One more cup of coffee. She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her… Continue reading

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Do more.

Do more. 1- I was blindsided by her. Her eyes, bright and demanding. I asked her. What do you need my lovely? She gave me a devilish smile and she told me. Please… Continue reading

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The song of May. And an amazing Leonard Cohen song.

The song of May. I am taking the train to Basel. Dear Alexandra is waiting in the city of wonder for me. She found me on the poetry site and she told me.… Continue reading

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Rage and pain. And a lovely Katy Funke song.

Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died.—- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor—— Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote

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Did we love? Did we bleed?

Did we love? Did we bleed? Oh, la, la, la.  Dear love, I sang to you, I sang to us. We were whiskey nights and whiskey kisses. I loved you more than life… Continue reading

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The cold night whispered.

The cold night whispered. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone. Once  great love turn indifferent and our love true turn to fathom dreams. We spoke careless words, maybe true,… Continue reading

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Parable of Celia.

Parable of Celia She sat alone by the peaceful lake. Her pale legs and bare feet being sun-kissed by the late Spring sun.  She was wearing a sundress of white showing soft and… Continue reading

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