One of my teachers. Ernest Hemingway
Ernest Hemingway A Poem by Coyote Poetry A great writer lost too soon. Ernest Hemingway When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, tropical… Continue reading
Category Archive: John Castellenas
One of my oldest and favorites.—-A mad man prayer
A mad man prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can create a madness. A mad man prayer I woke up with your name on my lips. THE PHONE IS RINGING. I… Continue reading
Take chances. Can find the wrong things. When come a stranger
When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired. Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… 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 I… Continue reading
_Around and around we go
Around and around we go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is chance and opportunity. Better to be kind and hope for a good ending. Around and around we go.Around and… Continue reading
One of my favorite. P.J Harvey song and one of my poems.
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches… Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading
One of my old published poems–I don’t remember how you look.
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading
Bubbles and dreams in the wind
Bubbles and dreams in the wind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Bubbles and dreams in the wind I work like a dog. My body is sore and I can barely… Continue reading
One of my favorite. “The Gospel told by a common man”
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. The Gospel told by a common man Men with… 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