Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Stitches…

Stitches… I remember her last words. The million hellos were erased by a midnight good bye. Once we entwined our lives and now in my secret place. A million fingerprints, leftover reminders. I… Continue reading

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The waltz…

The waltz … We were doing a waltz upon the quiet beach. The waves were the orchestra and the wind was whispering a love song.  I tossed you into a twirl and I brought her back to… Continue reading

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Ain’t blue no-more….

Ain’t blue no-more.. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Jazz and some words..                       Ain’t blue no-more… “Hey nonny no! Men are fools that wish to… Continue reading

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Love behold, love be bold…

Love behold, love be bold A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Poetry for the new book, The island.                                   Love… Continue reading

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Idyllic….

Idyllic A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Poetry for the book I am writing, the island.                              Idyllic… We shall know never-more,… Continue reading

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Let us kiss and never part…

 Let us kiss and never part… She told the wandering soldier, be my love and stay with me in old Monterey. She brought his face into her warm bosom and she sang to… Continue reading

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I could not ask for more and a beautiful Alisa Fineman song.

I could not ask for more… I told my grandchildren, choose the road you love, dance, sing and be fearless. I learn many moons ago, I had enough and I told the rising… Continue reading

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A love story…

We didn’t know, love was like a fleeing butterfly. We tried to hold the wind, we tried to stop time, we held our kisses long and sweet. We didn’t know. Love words, love… Continue reading

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I would steal the moon for you…

                          I would steal the moon for you…. My beloved, my midnight dream, my three am dancer. We found safe haven… Continue reading

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We need more love words…

We need more love words… The old house is quiet now. Once the three bedrooms house was filled with children and laughter. Once I had solid people near, strong people to sit with… Continue reading

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