Category Archive: John Castellenas

A Monterey Summer day

A Monterey Summer day   The poet sat alone drinking his coffee near the Monterey Bay. He was 35 years old and he felt like he had lived five lifetimes. The soldiers in… Continue reading

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Poetry, drink and your memory.

Poetry, drink and your memory.   The ray of the sun   Drunk man wishing. Alone on destine hill. He dreamed she was near, he dreamed he was in her embrace and her… Continue reading

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We lies, we died and I still wanted you.

We lies, we died and I still wanted you   We lay in a bed of mercy, you and I, we bleed-out all the kindness we once knew. You told me often, “my… Continue reading

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“Death will bring peace”

Death will bring peace. A pretty and kind Angel sleeps alone. She turned from love and accepted solitude. In the darkness of lonely nights, she wished for more hello and less goodbyes.  … Continue reading

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California a-dreaming

A California a-dreaming   Once on a full moon night in the Winter of 1992, I found my true love. I saw her dancing and moving for me and she bewitched my heart… Continue reading

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“The silence and the sea”

The silence and the sea Blessed is the man who knew regret and he learn from it. Lucky is the man who loses the emotion of rage, learn to live in the splendor… Continue reading

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Fragrant of love

Fragrant of love   I whispered to your closed and resting eyes. I love you, I love you. I need you, I need you. I kissed your face and I kissed your hands.… Continue reading

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The willow tree

The willow trees   Old poet told the girl. We must try to go back to where we were, if we can.   The bright eyed girl asked with wonder, dear poet, I… Continue reading

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“My Joan of Arc”

My Joan of Arc   She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face… Continue reading

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“Write on me”

Write on me   The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars, thank you for the sacred mornings awaking with you near and… Continue reading

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