Category Archive: John Castellenas

“Young men dream ond old men wish.”

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Age make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                          Young men dream and old men… Continue reading →

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“The brown eyes girl”

The brown eyes girl A Poem by Coyote Poetry Some woman make you wish you were young and free again. They bring to life the desire for you to want to be wild… Continue reading →

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“Spin the bottle”

Spin the bottle A Poem by Coyote Poetry The game of youth get used without our permission with old age.                    Spin the bottle Old man sat alone. Told me. “Damn if you… Continue reading →

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“A dance with Death”

A dance with Death. A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we listen. Wisdom can be heard in the wind.                     ——————————————————————————————————————————————- A dance with… Continue reading →

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The man who couldn’t cry

The Man Who Couldn’t Cry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                                              The Man Who Couldn’t Cry The old soldier told me. You can win some and you can lose some.… Continue reading →

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“Like a whisper”

Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading →

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Be like the flexible branches then the dead roots

Be like the flexible branches than the dead roots A Story by Coyote Poetry I learn the past is gone and today actions matter, by a New Orleans Tarot card reader.                             Be… Continue reading →

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“The first time I saw your face”

The first time I saw your face A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words The first time I saw your face I found lonely road and Godless heart. I was seeking good death… Continue reading →

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“Lay lady lay”

Lay lady lay A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                             Lay Lady lay I remember you. Your eyes of hazel green and the softness of your voice made me stop and… Continue reading →

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Highway poetry

Highway poetry Words by Coyote Poetry Just words                            Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful. She moved like a wild and free animal. I knew she was untamed and lusted for… Continue reading →

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