Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Toxic…

Toxic     Extraordinary beauty danced alone. Green eyes offered me glances of come and dance a forbidden dance. Wise men know to run when the siren called. Foolish men fall to the… Continue reading

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A lullaby…

A lullaby   Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance. The old man wondered if she remember him, like he remembered her. He was twenty years old once and youth was… Continue reading

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Father never cries

 Father never cries (Written in November 1990) My father never cries, my father rarely smiled, my father eyes turned darker, because of life burden. His body and heart gave-up in the battle of… Continue reading

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Love be right

(I wrote October 1990, I hope you like.)    Love be right Please hold my hand, please give me warm and gentle kisses with the midnight night moon above us. Let’s walk together… Continue reading

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God’s going to cut you down…

God’s going to cut you down…     I told the kids. Hate is heavy sin and make us feel no good. Leave us  dead in the  heart and the mind. When you… Continue reading

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Words for you my love…

 Words for you my love —————————-                            The Illusion Some photos are poetry. Beautiful photos and beautiful artwork. They are poetry… Continue reading

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Lovers or liars??

Lover or liars?   Would you? Could you my love? I know we are just dancers upon the earth, loaning and borrowing kisses and the love embrace.   Are we, a tragic love… Continue reading

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The sun, the moon and the stars…

The sun, the moon and the stars ————————————————————————————– She told me, pretty does, pretty do. Kind sun warm our faces and our hearts, the moon light-up the darkness of the night and the… Continue reading

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I saw a face…

I saw a face   I saw a face in the distance. A beautiful tempting face. The face brought back a sweet memory, was once a sweet memory.   She walked toward me… Continue reading

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Some Friday song. Stay safe my friends.

The days of May are here, the warmer days are here. Time to go to our yard, find the sun. Time to dance with our children, make a homemade pizza. The hard days… Continue reading

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