Category Archive: John Castellenas

-Whim and follies

Whim and follies I told her. Sometimes good to go slow. Men will eat and eat, not stopping to taste or digest the food. He will forget to cherish the taste, the gentle… Continue reading

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–Big Sur

Big Sur and Alisa Fineman A Poem by Coyote Poetry A beautiful song bird of the California coastline.                           Big Sur and Alisa Fineman I put two brothers into graves in 1988-1989. Joined… Continue reading

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-The road called me

The road called me. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I’m tire of same places and faces. I need the road.                                  The road called me I’m tire, so damn tired. Somehow I got… Continue reading

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–She had Angels wings upon her back

She had Angels wings upon her back Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares. Her tattoos rolled down from soft neck to… Continue reading

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-Heaven and hell

Heaven and hell A Story by Coyote Poetry Disappointment in love are lessons to prepare us for true love.                      Heaven and hell “We can die of fear and our heart be filled… Continue reading

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–The silence and the sea

The silence and the sea. A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to listen to the sea, the wind and rebirth each day hopeful and ready.                                       The silence and the sea Blessed… Continue reading

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–Secret love and hidden places

Secret love and hidden want Fiery eyes woman watched the Poet read his words at the Poetry reading at the Monterey coffee house. Her sweet voice like sweet honeys asked him as he… Continue reading

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Taylor Momsen- Cold blooded lover

Cold blooded lover A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good song create good and bad places. Cold blooded lover She was a Irish beauty. Loved her whiskey and the dance. She had hair of… Continue reading

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The lady in the black dress

The lady in the black dress A Poem by Coyote Poetry just words The lady in the black dress Dancing alone in a downtown Austin tavern with my empty Black Velvet whiskey bottle… Continue reading

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Some Leonrad Cohen and some poetry.

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

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