Category Archive: John Castellenas

The gypsy heart

Gypsy heart   Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading

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Some poetry

Rage and pain, illusion and deceit. Love born than died. —- Slender shoulders kissed. The nakedly dance, the midnight hour splendor —— Captured, unrestrained, taunts and torment. Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote

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Black heart

Black heart   In 1994, old soldier was trying to drink himself to death. He had given everything he owned away and left everyone he loved. Behind.   He loved the crimson light,… Continue reading

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Angela

Dear Angela   A pretty girl sat with me by the sea and she whispered to me. “You know who I’m and what I do. And you stayed with me. All I know… Continue reading

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We loan, we borrow and we stole

We loan, we borrow and we stole   The Winter of 1978, we create boundless nights, we made thousand promises for love and you taught me. We loan, we borrow and we stole.… Continue reading

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“On the thread of a word”

(On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry)   On the thread of a word   (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao  … Continue reading

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The sway of the sea

The sway of the sea   I watched her paint her face, she covered her majesty face with colors of brown and black.   I told her, you don’t need the make-up. Your… Continue reading

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Some Sunday’s thoughts

I went to Africa, Asia and Europe on United Nations missions for President Clinton. We took medical and dental teams to places in need. The medical teams tried to heal the sick, gave… Continue reading

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“Beautiful faces and passionate kisses”

(Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. A Poem by Coyote Poetry.) (Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of a life.)   Beautiful faces and passionate kisses  … Continue reading

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“Would you lay with me”

  Would you lay with me   I wrote into a journal. “Would you fight for love. Fight so damn hard to keep love alive and well? Change life and dreams for the… Continue reading

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