Category Archive: John Castellenas

Memorial day poetry-Grandson asked

Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children.                                     Grandson said Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for… Continue reading

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Memorial poetry -At peace at last

At peace at last A Story by Coyote Poetry A story for a good friend. Soldiers need to remember the old timers who taught us respect and how to lead. At peace at… Continue reading

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Salute old Glory

Salute old Glory and thank a Veteran A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need to remember a good friend. We live in a world where few of us are not touched by war.… Continue reading

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Memorial day poetry-Two good men

Two good men A Poem by Coyote Poetry A story of two Soldiers Two different stories. Both are sad and needed to be written. Pray for the soldiers today. Remember men and woman… Continue reading

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I love the word freedom.

FREEDOM A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom is very costly. How many have died for freedom? We allow freedom to die without a fight. The men and woman who died for us to… Continue reading

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The existence of love

Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading

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Why do we write?

Why 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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One of my favorites.–Anything goes

Anything goes She sat next to me on the empty stool. Her sweet perfume I breathe in. I gave  her a big Michigan smile. She returned the smile. We talks and drank for… Continue reading

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“Nothing will last forever”

Nothing will last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write from 1989                             Nothing will last forever She sat alone. Her lingering tears falling down her beautiful face. I have told her… Continue reading

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“Break me”

–Break me Please break me and make me bleed. Show me I’m alive. Make me die and bring me back to life. Dead men revived know life  can be okay. Drink of my… Continue reading

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