Category Archive: John Castellenas

“Everybody hurt”

      Everybody hurts I whispered to her. “Sweet baby, darling and honey. Dark is the night. The midnight hour leave us wanting for things we can’t have. Deep midnight is cold… Continue reading

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“My wild Texas rose”

My wild Texas rose   Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different… Continue reading

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“Who is first? Who is last?

Who is first? Who is last? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Who is first? Who is last? —- The deadly dance Burning cities. Children and families being murdered. Family losing everything… Continue reading

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“Utopia of the pen and the paper

Utopia of the pen and the paper. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Last freedom is the mind. Can’t control the mind completely. Always hope hiding somewhere.                               Utopia of the pen and the… Continue reading

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“Why do we write story and poetry.”

iWhy do we write story and poetry? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise saying. “Nothing good to say. Say nothing.” Poetry, my dear friends, is a sacred incarnation of a smile. Poetry… Continue reading

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“A million stars to see”

A million stars to see my lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us begin strangers. A wise man had many friends and family by his side. (Live fast. Died young. Be… Continue reading

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All of us need concern — The gray whale

The gray whale A Story by Coyote Poetry A very hard story. Need good friends to give us reason to be alive. The gray whale (For Leona. A missed friend.) Empty bottles of… Continue reading

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“Stone to flesh”

Stone to flesh A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to believe in nothing. Needing only self-gain. Lonely death for a man who held wealth and power as God.   Stone to flesh They… Continue reading

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“The sheep and the wolf”

The sheep and the wolf A Poem by Coyote Poetry Easy to play the hunter. Hard to be the innocence sheep. But for a moment. The sheep and the wolf The man lifts… Continue reading

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The story sea

The Stormy Sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry When dreams die. We have no reason or purpose. Need to keep hope and love alive.                         The stormy sea The beauty of the Monterey… Continue reading

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