Bare and true.
Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person. Bare and true… She was a noble beauty, and she hushed me with her grace. In… Continue reading
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
Am I dead or alive. Old poetry needed today.
Am I dead or alive? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A old poem found. Written 1987.” Am I dead or alive? Describe emotion,describe love,describe pain. For every beautiful moment.Must there be pain also?… Continue reading
Nothing will last forever.
Nothing will last forever A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write from 1989″ Nothing will last forever. She sat alone. Her lingering tears falling down her beautiful face. I have told her often.… Continue reading
A daydream.
A daydream. 1- Once I dance a fool’s dance. Sang and dance till I could not. the God of tomfoolery, he did love me. Gelos would find me at midnight and we would… Continue reading
The songs of the seasons. An Ojibwa prayer.
The songs of the seasons. Warm days, cold nights.Create a restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary hill. Old Mother Nature is calling for aid.The water is sick with… Continue reading
I will sing the blues for me.
I will sing the blues for you. Johnnie be good, Johnnie be bad andJohnnie dancing alone to the Jazz. The words sweet, tempting and so true.My baby left me, I’m so damn alone.Now… Continue reading
Bitter branches.
Bitter branches. Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply.They will sit on old porches and remember skeletons and blunders.The have learned profound knowledge and the texture of the body… Continue reading
Beautiful Scottish eyes.
Beautiful Scottish eyes A Poem by Coyote Poetry When a Scottish gal bless with kindness and love. Beautiful Scottish eyes had blessed you. Beautiful Scottish eyes. Once I found the prettiest girl in the… Continue reading
Old love.
Old love. She called me at midnight and she whispered. Johnnie, Johnnie. Do you remember me? I am so damn lonely tonight and please Johnnie. Can I come to you tonight? I told… Continue reading
Resemble love.
Resembled love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare and hard to find. Resembled love Pretty as a perfect picture and she gave me sly smile and a wink.I was weary… Continue reading