“Drink of me dear lover”
Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story. Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
“One more day” For our brave Soldiers
One more day. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Wars need to end. No-one wins in war. Twenty one gun salute Loyalty Duty Respect Selfless service Honor Integrity Personal courage (Soldier creed) Standing tall… Continue reading
Merry Christmas-Existence of love
Existence of love. A Poem by Coyote Poetry For dear Grandparent missed. Existence of love. Ice cream with a cherry. A safe warm house. A big yard to play in. Kind smiles and… Continue reading
“Blinded. But not dead yet”
Blinded. But not dead yet. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poem. Same dreams. Blinded. But not dead yet. (Old poem from 6 July 1993. Must go to the bottom of the barrel… Continue reading
“No regrets”
No regret A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good people bless us with their time and friendship. No regret She was a Iron Mountain, Michigan girl. Eyes of golden brown, long-legged and a… Continue reading
“Quiet echos and secluded places”
Quiet echos and secluded places A Poem by Coyote Poetry We will hold many penances for things done and missed. Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the young… Continue reading
“Arousing illusion”
Arousing illusion A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need temptation to make us wish and expand want and need. Arousing illusion Old man told the kid sitting with him at the bar. The… Continue reading
My first love
My first love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978. When youth was my advantage. My First love A sweet and beautiful young… Continue reading
The coyote song
The coyote song A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need to be free to learn and dream. If we get lock in a cage. We are just waiting for death. The coyote song… Continue reading
A story-She wanted Paris and I wanted her.
(A eroic tale-adult reading) Chapter one -She wanted Paris and I wanted her. Her eyes like dancing stars exploding into the night sky. Her soft hand holding mine tightly. She whispered, “You promised me… Continue reading