Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Tattoos…

 Tattoos… The pretty lady had  many tattoos on her skin and she allowed few to see them. I told her. I own four tattoos and each one with a story. I believe if… Continue reading

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A wing and a prayer…

 A wing and a prayer… He told the Lake St. Clair. We become, who suppose become. Hell-bound life can lead us to place of peace. He told the lady of the lake. Kind… Continue reading

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On the thread of a word…

On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote PoetryTalk softly, be kind. Love is tender and soft. Can be broken like a wing.)                               On the thread of a word….        (Freedom… Continue reading

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The poet, the dancer and the artist…

The poet, the dancer and the artist. A Story by Coyote Poetry  The best days. Good friends and conversation.                      The poet, the dancer and… Continue reading

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New Orleans, a lullaby for dear Allison…

New Orleans A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Memories, become a part of us.  New Orleans… (For my kindest muse. Dear Allison.) I found you in the Jazz club dancing alone in a silky dress,… Continue reading

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Waterfall…

Waterfall… “Hearts awryWary ghostly graspWeary lonely gaspYet I can’t hold Enclasp” The night is silence, old heart awry in sombre songs, barren sea memories and smitten kisses remembered. The wary ghostly grasp the… Continue reading

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Smoke and mirrors…

Smoke and mirrors… Smoke and mirrors we became. Once we locked our doors and we believed love was life. On a hot Summer day, we made promises we could not keep. Who is… Continue reading

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Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady…

  Please sing me a lullaby, my sweet lady… My lovely lady lay in sweet slumber and I whispered into her ear. You are my morning blessing, my daytime kindness and my midnight… Continue reading

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Cigarettes and sassy…

Cigarettes and sassy… You were the most beautiful, the most dangerous lady, I knew. You were my angry lady, sassy and always seeking new thrills. I loved your dark side and I loved… Continue reading

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Beautiful Laura sat by the sea…

Beautiful Laura sat by the sea A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Beautiful places and things can’t be forgotten.                          Beautiful Laura sat by the sea… I sat in a field of wildflowers.The scent of… Continue reading

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