Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Humble and kind..

Humble and kind The old man sat by the St. Clair shore lake and he watched his grandchildren run and play. He had lived a long life and he knew. He knows too… Continue reading

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Dear Michigan…

Dear Michigan   —- Treasure memories     Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you. Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting near me. She smelled like you. She… Continue reading

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Heart on fire..

  Heart on fire     My faithful heart had learn once again. Love was near and so damn sweet.   Once we held a captive love where we knew sweet kisses and… Continue reading

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Gypsy heart…

   Gypsy heart Her eyes, clear blue like the sea, her voice, gentle and sweet. She told me, open the locked doors, wide. We decide if our life and journey is, a prison… Continue reading

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Nothing left to lose…

Never left to lose     I lay in the silence of deadening silence. All dreams dead and buried when you left me alone. You were my savior and my killer. I remember… Continue reading

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Love story

Love story You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear lover.… Continue reading

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We are born to live

We are born to live A Poem by Coyote Poetry New words.                                    We are born to live… Continue reading

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I saw the sun in your eyes..

I saw the sun in your eyes—- You and I, we are dancing by the Monterey Bay and I am singing words of love to you. You asked me, Johnnie, why did you… Continue reading

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Summer solstice- When the sun and the moon kiss

“you taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the… Continue reading

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The dance of the flowers…

The dance of the flowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. The dance of the flowers.       My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My dearest and kindest… Continue reading

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