Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Ain’t blue no-more…

Ain’t blue no-more.. A Poem by Coyote PoetryBetter to laugh then cry…                     Ain’t blue no-more… “Hey nonny no!Men are fools that wish to die.It not… Continue reading

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Ghost and shadows- chapter one…

Ghost and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough. Ghost and shadows- chapter one.  Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading

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Lady bug wishes…

Lady bug wishes… My dear Ojibwa grandmother told me. If a ladybug lands on you. You can make a wish. Only one. I told my grandchildren. If you see a butterfly dancing in… Continue reading

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The fragrance of time…

The fragrance of time… We cannot stop time. Youth run away from us so quickly. We must have a Gypsy soul. We must know wonder-lust, we must kiss many pretty ladies and we… Continue reading

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Never, never land…

 Never, never land… (Let’s escape to Big Sur. Let’s dance with the ghosts of yesterday, let’s dance with the ghost of today. Let’s find a never, never land where our mind and heart… Continue reading

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The poet wisp…

The poet wisp… The pretty Texas gal asked me. You are here every Friday and Saturday morning by the Austin River sitting alone. Reading your books and writing into your journal. You read… Continue reading

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You are the love of my life…

You are the love of my life A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe forget sometimes to show love to the people who truly loved us.                         You are the love of my life… Once we… Continue reading

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Young men dream and old men wish…

Young men dream and old men wish. A Poem by Coyote PoetryAge make us kinder and wiser. Must fall down many times to appreciate life.                          Young men dream and old men wish…. I… Continue reading

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Grandmother hope and wishes…

Grandmother hope and wishes. A Poem by Coyote PoetryI lost my Ojibwa Grandmother in 1981. She had a hard life. You would never know. She loved her children and wanted them to know freedom.      … Continue reading

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Fable love…

 Fable love… I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading

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