Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Almost lovers

  Almost lovers—- Misty eyes girl, she loved the sea, she loved the whiskey, she was a shade of light, a shade of darkness. She knew the rhythm of every Leonard song. I… Continue reading

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“Windmills of your mind”

  Windmills of your mind Grandfather told me often, life move quickly, make the good day last longer and forget the bad days. Now old age is upon me, the windmills of my… Continue reading

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“Leftover wine”

  Leftover wine Once, you and I, we tried to catch the wind. Once, you and I, tried to touch the clouds. We marvel at our world and we danced freely with the… Continue reading

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Relish and relinquish

Relish and relinquish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is long and we must know what hold on to.                             Relish… Continue reading

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A Tom Jones song and some words.

  I will never fall in love again I told the blue sky, love was sweet once, love was my life once. I told the sun, I remember love. Sweet as candy and… Continue reading

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I want to fall in love again

     I want to fall in love again I sat with a dear muse by Lake Gichigana. The blessed sun caressed our faces and the new day was coming alive for us.… Continue reading

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“If I could, I would.”

 If I could, I would. First words and last words, we cannot forget. If I could, I would go back in time, spend more time with dear grandmother. She called me honey, dear… Continue reading

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“The dance of the flowers”

The dance of the flowers. My dear and sweet love, please come walk with me. My love, please dance with me in the field of the wildflowers. Today the earth is alive and… Continue reading

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“A safe place, a kind face, maybe?”

A safe place, a kind face, maybe? Someone told the loneliest lady in the bar. Johnnie wanted to die alone, with Jack Daniel and Jim Beam as his only friends. She stood behind… Continue reading

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“The darkest days”

The darkest days Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading

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