Category Archive: John Castellenas

“You are my poetry”

You are my poetry   Forlorn love, treasured memories. You used to read poetry to me by the candle light. You were my heavenly voice, sweet songs when life became too hard.  … Continue reading

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“What will be left”

(Below is real. I took my grandchildren to some of these Michigan lakes. A old poem and something to think about)   What will be left? A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need… Continue reading

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Happy July 4th

                                July 4th. I have stood with 15,000 Soldiers. A division of Soldier believing in freedom and the… Continue reading

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“Gypsy heart”

Gypsy heart   Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading

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Waterfall

Waterfall   “Hearts awry Wary ghostly grasp Weary lonely gasp Yet I can’t hold Enclasp”   The night is silence, old heart awry in sombre songs, barren sea memories and smitten kisses remembered.… Continue reading

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My California

My California   Azure sky, chaos Pacific ocean, my lover. The stormy sea, the murmur of the sea, whispered to me. Love may slumber, war are never-ending and we shall remember the sweetest… Continue reading

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“Listen to the wind”

Listen to the wind Find a valley where the kind wind can sing to you, stand in an apple tree orchard, touch an apple, taste the sweetness. Gifts, wonderful gift from Mother Nature.… Continue reading

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Tell me, how you lived?

Tell me, how you lived?   Old poet told the people at the poetry reading. Dead men, do not rise. He read some quotes. “For each man kills the things he loves, Yet… Continue reading

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The rain

The rain   I am walking in the rain, the cold March rain upon my rain. I am walking away from place of love turned black. I left a lady crying and alone.… Continue reading

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“Sugar and spice”

Sugar and spice   You lifted your eyes for me. Your eyes dancing with joy and filled with wilderness. I whispered to you. Dear love. Do you want to hear a lullaby? You… Continue reading

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