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
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
_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
One of my favorite. P.J Harvey song and one of my poems.
Bitter branches A Poem by Coyote Poetry J.B Harvey. Her poetic words made me want to write tonight. Bitter branches… Old men are like ancient trees. Life will expand and multiply. They will… Continue reading
One of my old published poems–I don’t remember how you look.
I don’t remember how you look A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old thoughts and the desires to remember faces lost in time. I don’t remember how you look I don’t remember how… Continue reading
Bubbles and dreams in the wind
Bubbles and dreams in the wind A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Bubbles and dreams in the wind I work like a dog. My body is sore and I can barely… Continue reading
One of my favorite. “The Gospel told by a common man”
The Gospel told by a common man A Poem by Coyote Poetry World is going crazy. USA need to reset our goals. The Gospel told by a common man Men with… Continue reading
–You cross my mind in the midnight hours
You cross my mind in the midnight hours A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love is a wild dance. Leave us holding tightly. Hoping forever with the breaking dawn ready to end the perfect… Continue reading
Abraham , Martin, John
We had giants once upon the earth I remember strong voices shouting for equal rights and peace. Fearless men who were… Continue reading
A poem for the last days of Summer. “I remember you”
I remember you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back. I remember you.The summer days were long.… Continue reading
Just a ghost in this house
Just a ghost in this house A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. < Just a ghost in this house Once love was alive and well in our home. Laughter, song and … Continue reading