Category Archive: John Castellenas

Just dance, sing and know plenty of laughter. Quotes by Johnnie(Paris poetry also)

Words heard, borrowed and taught. They become a part of us. No shame in repeating the good words and wisdom we have learned. Today I hear my Grandfather voice when I speak. His… Continue reading

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Friendship. True gold in a life. Coffee shop conversation-

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop… Continue reading

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A poem for love “Only you”

Only you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry of love                                Only you I drank in the beauty of river clear blue eyes. I watched you dance on the almost empty beach… Continue reading

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My muse

My muse You are love and I’m  no-one. You came to me with haunting words awakening the want of love, dance and song. Your gentle voice awoke my dying spirit. Your kind  words… Continue reading

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Some Michigan Poetry. “She had wildflowers in her hair”

She had wildflowers in her hair A Poem by Coyote Poetry Haunting story and memories can feel like someone else had lived it. Sometime all we have is wildflowers dreams to hold on… Continue reading

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Please stay with me.

Please stay with me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Please stay with me She told him. “Sweet baby, the night is cold and lonely. The rain is falling and the storm… Continue reading

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“I called your name” Best song. Song for things in the lost and the found.”

I called your name A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and good music. I called your name Beautiful lady is weeping for me. I departed for unknown destination. I didn’t know. First… Continue reading

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More Texas poetry. Dance with death

A dance with Death.       (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways. Years ago I was trying to drink myself to death. A beautiful woman change my direction.… Continue reading

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Nothing left to lose and Taylor Monsen

Nothing left to lose I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You were my savior and my killer. I remember the first… Continue reading

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Another Texas poem. “Blindfolded and weightless”

Blindfolded and weightless I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky and… Continue reading

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