Category Archive: John Castellenas

“The good path”

The good path A Poem by Coyote Poetry We learn with age. What we truly need.                           The good path Where do I go from here? I have made a thousand right and… Continue reading

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Regards

Regards  Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                             Regards I know love is never fair my dear lover. Need perfect timing, place and same need. Rarely do two people meet at the same… Continue reading

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Only for you

(Thank you Yuriy Ku Drop for the amazing artwork. Needed muse for my writing) “Night Rain”, 2016-2017, Yuriy Ku Drop                            … 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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“I didn’t know”

I didn’t know   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Enjoy.                          I didn’t know My September lover would heat up the coming days of Autumn of 1978. She promised me today… Continue reading

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Grandfather’s house

My Grandfather house A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words My Grandfather house (First written on 14 March 1980- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly. I have growth from a… Continue reading

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Simples rules to live by

The simple rules     A Poem by Coyote Poetry If we show respect to all people. Love the land. Led with kindness and love. This world would be a better place.                                   … 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 world… Continue reading

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Everybody knows-part two

Everybody knows (Everybody knows Trickery and foolishness had led us to new place. Everybody knew we allowed a mad man to win. I hold no hatred for the Arabic people. They have been… Continue reading

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For the North Dakota Native Americans Protester- Songs of the season.

The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. The song of the Fall Warm days, cold nights. Create a restless passion. I can hear the whisper of the… Continue reading

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