Category Archive: John Castellenas

Flesh and bones

We are just bones/flesh and blood waiting to be turn to dust. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Why do we live? I believe a wise person lived celebrating every new-born day.                              We… Continue reading

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Free-falling

Free-falling A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Free-falling (A unforgettable muse) Once we were the crazy ones. We believed in love and we believed in forever. We were sweet Summer red wine… Continue reading

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“Please come home to me”

Please come home to me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just good song and story.                       Please come home to me I called… Continue reading

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You can’t go back

You can’t go back A Poem by Coyote Poetry After breaking a heart. Better not to look back. Can’t return back to the place of sweetness, after burning down the bridges with bad… Continue reading

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“Drink of me, my love.”

Drink of me, my love I hid in dark places for many years. I volunteered for far off places and war. I like the places where people wanted little and not everything. Dead… Continue reading

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“Can you see me?”

Can you see me? A Poem by Coyote Poetry All of us need to feel needed and wanted.                                Can you see me? 1600 mile to Dallas, seemed like a million miles. I’m… Continue reading

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“Blame not the kiss”

Blame not the kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Long Summer days bring hope and dreams of hope.                           Blame not the kiss The pen and paper cannot give justice to your beautiful… Continue reading

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“Little truth”

Little truth A Poem by Coyote Poetry Rarely we know the real facts. A controlled media leave us blind and dumb.                               Little truth Dead cities. Now destroyed and burned. Who have won… Continue reading

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“Stand by me”

Stand by me A Poem by Coyote Poetry No-one is a mountain. We need bridges to hope and peace. Stand by me They murdered Christians and Muslims in Asia. They murdered Muslims and… Continue reading

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“The sea”

The sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry Best place to be. Near the sea with good friends, music and free time.                               The sea I told her. Become like the sea. Move with… Continue reading

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