Tag Archive: John Castellenas

“Deeper and deeper we shall fall”

Deeper and deeper we shall fall — A Poem by Coyote Poetry Real proof of love. Holding on tighter in the bad days and celebrating the good days together                             Deeper and deeper… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas-Sweet Cheryl Lee

Dark days of Texas- Sweet Cheryl Lee-part seven A Chapter by Coyote Poetry Another chapter.                                    Dark days of Texas – Sweet Cheryl lee Eric hated the Summer in Texas. So damn hot.… Continue reading

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The night is young

The night is young and the night is long, my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry New words. The night is young and the night is long, my love I saw you perfect… Continue reading

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“Write on me”

Write on me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Write on me… The California Summer nights are here and you are with me my lover. I told the night stars. Thank you… Continue reading

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Six chapters of “Dark days of Texas”

Dark days of Texas A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new story had begun.                                       Dark days of Texas Another hot day in Texas. 110 degrees and the ground so damn hot. Old… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas-Tammy’s understanding

Dark days of Texas- Tammy’s understanding A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.                       Dark days of Texas-Tammy’s understanding Tammy held silence for one hour and she went to Shirley. She asked… Continue reading

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“Damn the ancient Gods.”

Damn the ancient Gods Pretty lady laid bare in heart and soul watching the sun fall into the sea. She looked at me and told me. “Damn the gods who hate love. They… Continue reading

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Dark days of Texas- Killers are made.

Dark days of Texas- Killers are made. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry New chapter Two-pistol Tammy and Double shot Shirley were at Shirley’s friend homestead. They hated Austin, Texas. Shirley told Old man… Continue reading

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The red dress-ranging water

The raging water — — I saw your laying bare skin alone in our king size bed and I’m  writing though-out the night just words into the stream of the internet, forgetting the… Continue reading

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“The dance of the Gypsies”

The dance of the Gypsies. – – A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road.                               The dance of the Gypsies… I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in… Continue reading

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