Category Archive: John Castellenas

“I understand why we protect the wildflowers now”

I understand why we protect the wildflowers now. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wildflowers are protected in Michigan. Took me years to understand why.                  I understand why we protect the wildflowers now.… Continue reading →

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Lessons

Lessons engraved into the mind and heart. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is learning to be wiser and kinder.                                 Lessons engraved into the mind and the heart. The hollow hour leave… Continue reading →

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“Just words”

Just words A Poem by Coyote Poetry Write, write and write some more. Our words outlast our memory. There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and… Continue reading →

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It is too late , my friend.

It is too late, my friend? A Poem by Coyote Poetry Accepting the world as is. We are to blame also.                           Is it too late my friend? I have stood by good… Continue reading →

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“Blood and the wine

Blood and the wine. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life teaches us many things. Sometime we must fight for the good things in our life.                        Blood and the wine. Most of us… Continue reading →

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Dance with me

Dance with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Thank you Tumblr-Milo Moiré Beautiful girl She danced a circle dance for the moon and the stars. Her hair flowed freely in the… Continue reading →

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The sweet surrender-a re-write

Sweet surrender A Poem by Coyote Poetry We must allow old wounds to heal and open new doors.                              … Continue reading →

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“My Joan of Arc”

My Joan of Arc A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words          My Joan of Arc She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I… Continue reading →

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“Roses are red and violets are blue”

Roses are red and violets are blue. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Listening to old and very good music tonight.                        Roses are red and violets are blue. Roses are red. Violets are… Continue reading →

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“Dreaming of Texas”

Dreaming of Texas A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good to have had danced many dances and knew a lot of laughter. A good life isn’t the money in the bank. It is the… Continue reading →

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