Tag Archive: John Castellenas

The cursed lullaby….

The cursed lullaby… Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading

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If I could turn back time, I would…

If I could turn back time, I would….. I called beautiful Brigitte at 3 am and I awoke her up in Böblingen in the early Fall of 1981, Germany. She answered with a gentle and… Continue reading

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You taught me what love is….

You taught me what love was… I remember your small house, I remember sleeping on a cot and I remember you. I remember us eating three meals together daily and I remember your… Continue reading

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Love had me learn madness…

Love had me learn madness A Poem by Coyote PoetryLove can teach us hell and heaven in the same kiss. Love had me learn madness…. -Break me- Please break me, make me bleed, show… Continue reading

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Hemingway last dance…

Hemingway last dance A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in Monterey.                   Hemingway last dance I returned Monterey in late May of 2016.  I… Continue reading

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Molly Malone said…

Molly Malone said. A Poem by Coyote Poetry I need a year in London                             Molly Malone said. “Sweet mistress Malone” I… Continue reading

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Lady Mischief…

 Lady mischief… The Coyote told the falling Sun, the rising moon. I need less hard days, I need more easy day, cooler nights. I want deep and soulful jazz, the long river near… Continue reading

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Drinking again…

Drinking again…. (December poetry number two) I use to like the daylight, I use to like the sun on my face. Somewhere in time, pretty things became less pretty. Conversation became, just useless… Continue reading

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Cecelia, dear Cecelia….

Cecelia, dear Cecelia A Poem by Coyote PoetryDecember poetry number one.  Cecelia, dear Cecelia… Cecelia, Cecelia. Awake my dear lover, the morning had sprung and we must find the sea with the moon falling into… Continue reading

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No take-backs my friend

 No take-backs my friend…. Young man in the dark tavern told the bar Poet. I broke a woman heart and I spoke cold and heartless words . I should of never said. The… Continue reading

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