Category Archive: John Castellenas

A kind and sweet lullaby

Please sing to me, a kind and sweet lullaby.   In the night when I’m overtook by the weight of life. You touched my face and brought my head into the safety of… Continue reading

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My masterpiece

  My masterpiece   Once blushing beauty stole my heart. She create a rage of need I never knew. She found me sitting alone by the Boeblingen lake and her river blue eyes… Continue reading

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“My Hemingway wish”

My Hemingway wish   After World War one. Many great writers gathered in the city of light, dear Paris. She was a place where artist, poets and writers painted their wonders, wrote their… Continue reading

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“Let’s drink and pray for more”

Let’s drink and pray for more   Wild child danced alone on Austin Dance floor, barely old enough to be in the dark taverns of Downtown Austin. Her wild eyes searched for what… Continue reading

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The water and the fire

  The water and the fire   I told the Irish beauty in the tavern in Austin, Texas. Some men are dying and some men are living. Death is like a fire. It… Continue reading

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My great love- part two

My great love   I told the young writer, we shall have many great loves. Many women will steal our heart, make us want everything and more. But there are those maidens, who… Continue reading

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“Never dance with the devil”

Never dance with the Devil   You are so damn fine, yes you are. You are like Black Velvet whiskey, Straight, easy to drink and smooth as silky kisses and erotic dances at… Continue reading

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“Recollections”

Recollections ————————————————————————————————————————- Kellie I was intoxicated by you. My beautiful dark eyes muse, you made me beg for seconds of time, to be near you. You were a wild spirit tempting life, leaving… Continue reading

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A lullaby for dear Luna

A lullaby for dear Luna   Once I chased the moon, once I sang to her, great songs of love. “Dear Luna, you are a miracle to behold, please come and dance with… Continue reading

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Who will ring the bell?

Who will ring the bell?   Who will ring the bell when the last soldier is dead?   The great liars in Washington D.C shrouded lies with fake glory. Making the sheep believe… Continue reading

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