Category Archive: Poetry and story

“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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“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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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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“lover, lover, lover”

Burning desire   Locked doors took us to the utopia of the embrace and the sweet kiss. Protected by the whispers of Leonard Cohen songs in the background. Love was new for us… Continue reading

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“Concrete angel”

Concrete angel   It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. The yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me… Continue reading

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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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