Tag Archive: John Castellenas

‘Dirty little secrets’

Dirty little secrets   I watched the moon rise and the sun run away and I remember ‘ You and I’. I’m the dancing moon whispering words of love to you as we… Continue reading

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I need you, I don’t need you’

I need you, I don’t need you —– Damn if you do, damn if you don’t Perfect beautiful girl came to me in the midnight hour. Eyes of hazel green, robust and young… Continue reading

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So long my kind friend

So long my kind friend   We never kissed and told. I loved you for a thousand days and I never told you once, my beautiful Gail. You were epic journey and I… Continue reading

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‘The songs of the seasons’

The songs of seasons (A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale.) The song of fall   Warm days, cold nights, create a restless passion. I can hear the whispers of the… Continue reading

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My oh my

My oh my Johnnie was drinking hard whiskey, was watching the sea dance and the sky turn more blacker and dangerous on the Monterey Wharf last tavern. A sweet voice whispered, big storm… Continue reading

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The fortunate one

My true love (A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014) The fortunate one   The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerge in your sweet kiss and tender… Continue reading

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Little wildflower’

My little wildflower   My raven hair beauty sitting in the valley of wildflowers. Her river blue eyes are swimming in the beauty of warm and perfect Spring days. I sat at her… Continue reading

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‘My wild Texas rose’

My wild Texas rose Kind mistress night brought her to me. The Austin, Texas bars brought people from all places together. When the moon took over the night sky. People from different places… Continue reading

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I’ll never fall in love

  I’ll never fall in love   I went to the Stray Cat Inn on Monday night. Long Islands are three dollars till 9pm and the company kind and polite. I was waiting… Continue reading

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Make me believe dear Poet.

Pretty words   Dangerous beautiful lady in her tight black dress and wearing chain of amethyst crystal upon her neck. Was my crystal once and she wanted it more than I did. She… Continue reading

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