“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
Category Archive: John Castellenas
“Love demand payment”
Love demand payment. Young soldiers with old eyes sat alone by the New Jersey Atlantic sea. Writing words upon old journal for few to see. He wrote words with many meanings. Reap what… Continue reading
“Never again” We must remember.
Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (Men have done terrible things to each other. We cannot forget the past. Maybe if we remember the past. We can be kinder today?) (“For the dead… Continue reading
“Carved memories”
Carved memories I found you holding the roses by the bedroom window. You were adoring the falling sun and waiting for the Autumn moon to rise. I sat with you and… Continue reading
“Love conquered all”
Love conquered all A Poem by Coyote Poetry Must know love and kindness to know joy and happiness. Love conquered all Lovers drowning in the amorous of sweet kiss, long embrace and the… Continue reading
“The Chelsea hotel”
The Chelsea hotel A Poem by Coyote Poetry I went to New York a few times. I stayed in the Park and wrote poetry in the day and drank in the dark taverns… Continue reading
“You cross my mind in the midnight hours”
You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading
Nothing remains the same
Nothing remains the same A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Nothing remains the same Your name came to… Continue reading
I need you, I don’t need you
I need you, I don’t need you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words I need you, I don’t need you —– Damn if you do, damn if you don’t Perfect beautiful… Continue reading
Dear Clinton, Michigan
California poetry A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Dear Clinton, Michigan You told me often dear Jenny. Love wasn’t enough. The heart become colder and more hidden with time and age. ——… Continue reading