Tag Archive: John Castellenas

The dance of the flowers.

A beautiful Spring day and the dance of the flowers. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                                 … Continue reading

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Are we crazy, the people of this world?

Are we crazy the people of this world? A Poem by Coyote Poetry A re-write Are we crazy the people of this world? (Old words with the same meaning. Korea, Syria and 132… Continue reading

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The tree by Lake St. Clair

The tree When I was in the Army.  I was always in the desert. 110 in the sun. No place to take cover or cool down. Us old soldiers would gather. Talk of… Continue reading

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Laugh, dance and know love

My dear Grandfather told us often. Don’t come into my house with anger. My house is the home of love.  Leave your problems outside the door and please sit with me and talk.… Continue reading

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“I like to see the eyes”

I like to see the eyes     A Poem by Coyote Poetry When we truly can see. The eyes allow us into true places and mystery.                                I like to see the… Continue reading

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I won’t cry

I won’t cry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry New poetry. I won’t cry My father told me. Men don’t cry.  We accept life-like good soldiers and stand tall in the hard days. I… Continue reading

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“The lines in the sand.

The lines in the sand.   A Poem by Coyote Poetry Come a time where we must decide what we truly need.                     The lines in the sand Two people had reached the… Continue reading

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“Some days are perfect”

Some days are perfect Wine, dance and the song. The good days are long and sweet. The tasty and sweet  wines open the doors to new friendships and possibilities. New songs are written… Continue reading

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“I miss nothing”

I miss nothing In and out we played. Digging deep into wanting flesh. We were cutting and bleeding for passion that need we could not fulfill or make content. You were my Joan… Continue reading

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Dear Amie

Dear Amie (Denying love rewards leave you with great reward) Sweet words once whispered by an ancient Poet. Dear Amie. Sweet and kind Poet. All of us hold madness, anger and regret. The… Continue reading

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