Dear Clinton, Michigan   You told me often, love wasn’t enough. The heart become too hidden with time and age. —— California wasn’t enough, I called you my beautiful Jenny and I told… Continue reading →

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

(Five short poems. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.) War The war is over, the guns locked away, the soldiers are resting. Youth and eyes burned out by war, No-one won. ——————————————————————————————… Continue reading →

The moonlight and you   I found her again on a rainy Fall October night and I fell to my knees and I told her. When I lost you, I learn I could… Continue reading →

(A mad man prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can create a madness.)   A mad man prayer   I woke up with your name on my lips.   THE PHONE IS… Continue reading →

The moon and the stars   Once I was free and a wild soul, wanting and needed nothing. I was looking for the idyllic setting, place of perfect view and the dancing sea.… Continue reading →

Dear April Promises of warm days was you, April, I am waiting for the sunny days and the blooming of the Spring flowers. You have been my December and January wishes, dear April,… Continue reading →

IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.”                        If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous and loud… Continue reading →

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Diary of the journey on the path least traveled..just letting the heart do the talking while the fingers do the walking while being different, being me… 🙂 ( “I…