Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Leonard Cohen poetry and some words.

Love is alive when we need to hear the voice of our lover. Love is when their words spoken, make you want to live and die in their arms.     When love… Continue reading

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On the thread of a word…

On the thread of a word A Poem by Coyote Poetry                               On the thread of a word (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.) Bei Dao Just like a… Continue reading

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Letters and promises…

Letters and promises     You saved me once my dear Julie. Your kind and sweet words upon sheets of paper made me wish and hope for a better tomorrow. You wrote me.… Continue reading

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Lucie Silvas songs and some words.

Nothing else matters     Once love strong, now love that fell asleep. You were the prettiest red-hair girl I knew and I remember you told me in the Winter of 1991 when… Continue reading

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Sometime we steal and loan kisses…

Sometime we must steal and loan kisses Beautiful lady arrived at the Austin’s tavern at twelve trying to escape the Texas Summer heat. Once she wanted everything and more, now she needed the… Continue reading

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Dear April…

   Dear April Promises of warm days was you, April, I am waiting for the sunny days and the blooming of the Spring flowers. You have been my December and January wishes, dear… Continue reading

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Happy Earth day

First flower seeking the sun. April 20. Nature blessings, all around us. The water, the earth and the sky.  We must seek the beautiful places. The flowing river going to the great lakes.… Continue reading

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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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Barefoot dreams…

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and kind friends make distance places sweet dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading

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Bishop Briggs songs and some words.

 Dead man arms Once the bravest man on the block, he loved the darkest girl on the dead-end street. Her eyes, blackest eyes, he had ever seen. In the deadly days of his… Continue reading

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