Tag Archive: John Castellenas

–Come live with me and be my love

Come live with me and be my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry I stole a line from the great writer Christopher Marlowe                                       Come live with me and be my love (Come… Continue reading

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Jennifer

Jennifer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. I found the poem in a 25-year-old journal. Had to re-written.   Jennifer I called my Jennifer from the pay-phone in downtown Monterey in early… Continue reading

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Kiss me

Kiss me A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just word create by good song. . Kiss me She had waited a thousand days for him. War and confusion had made their love wait.  They… Continue reading

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–The damn and the foolish

The Damns and the foolish A Poem by Coyote Poetry Austin, Texas bars bring the best of people together   The Damns and the Foolish The ways and means committee at the local… Continue reading

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Must know misery to appreciate life.—Angels, muses and sirens

Angels, muses and sirens. A Story by Coyote Poetry There are good and bad death. I recommend you pick the proper one.   Angels, muses and sirens. “Death did not beat me. I… Continue reading

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One of my teachers. Ernest Hemingway

Ernest Hemingway A Poem by Coyote Poetry A great writer lost too soon.                             Ernest Hemingway When I was young. I wanted to be like Ernest Hemingway. He found peace in war, tropical… Continue reading

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One of my oldest and favorites.—-A mad man prayer

A mad man prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love can create a madness.   A mad man prayer I woke up with your name on my lips. THE PHONE IS RINGING. I… Continue reading

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Take chances. Can find the wrong things. When come a stranger

When comes a stranger A Poem by Coyote Poetry Death comes when she desired.                              Death come when he desires. I was last year man. I had it all. Beautiful house and a… Continue reading

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Carved memories

                    Carved memories I found you holding the roses by the bedroom window. You  were adoring the falling sun and waiting for the Autumn moon to rise. I sat with you and I… Continue reading

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_Around and around we go

Around and around we go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Life is chance and opportunity. Better to be kind and hope for a good ending.                         Around and around we go.Around and… Continue reading

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