Category Archive: John Castellenas

“Broken promises and forgotten places”

Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote Poetry A wise man accept responsibility for his actions.                                     Broken promises and lost places I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in… Continue reading

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The kiss

The kiss A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old age had taught me. Nothing sweeter than a kiss of love. The kiss The hot days of Summer days were upon us. Youth, wine, song… Continue reading

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“Like a whisper”

Like a whisper A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                      Like a whisper (This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the… Continue reading

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Good song and some poetry.

God’s going to cut you down (Johnnie Cash) A Poem by Coyote Poetry I have been listening to Neil Young and Johnnie cash tonight. Good song create powerful poetry.     God’s going to… Continue reading

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Anywhere

bellas-storm: (via TumbleOn) Anywhere We had some wine and  a few packs of cigarettes and we were heading west. We were California dreaming.  You told me I want the sea. I embraced you… Continue reading

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“No cure for love”

No cure for love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime looking back. The bad days don’t seem so bad. No cure for Love. In the tar pits of blasphemy and disappointment. I tried… Continue reading

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We must be saved and we must save the people in need near, if we can.

You have saved me A Poem by Coyote Poetry For the many people who gave me hope when I had none.                                          … Continue reading

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“Sweet bondage”

  Sweet bondage Blessed are the lovers unafraid of the long night. Mending and altering their dreams for the tenderness of the sweet kiss and long embrace. Allowing Leonard Cohen song. “lady midnight”… Continue reading

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True love gives all

True love gives all A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old and good memory. Our elders teach us how to live.                       True… Continue reading

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Texas poetry. The best kind. Sacrificial meal.

  Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long legged Texas girl.  She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be… Continue reading

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