Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Highway poetry

Highway poetry-short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                            Wander or slowly die She was so beautiful. She moved like a wild and free animal. I knew she was untamed and… Continue reading

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–The canvas of love

The canvas of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is real art. We must use our imagination, draw out plans. Touch with gentle movements create emotion that will expand to great… Continue reading

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Taylor Momsen. My muse for the poetry.

I miss nothing A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love lost leave lonely places and disappointment. I will miss nothing You told me I was the only one once. Just whispered fairy tales  to… Continue reading

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water and fire

Water and fire A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Water and fire I told the Irish beauty in the tavern In Austin, Texas. Some men are dying and some men are living.… Continue reading

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–Liar’s prayer

Liar’s prayer A Poem by Coyote Poetry Reading ancient writers and computer was down. Started writing some new poetry. I hope you enjoy.  https://youtu.be/KzFQokknfU8                                   Liar’s prayer My kind and new friend. We… Continue reading

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–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.  https://youtu.be/tcSM0v9XcWA                                Quiet echos and secluded places The coffee shop poet told the… Continue reading

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A woman, like you.

A woman like you. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few people can bring you from self made hell. When a sweet woman offer a soft hand and love. Even the dead can be… Continue reading

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Oh my lover

Oh my lover Kisses not resisted. Interlacing bodies twisted-up in the Texas two-step. The hot Texas nights and lonely souls sharing time and the long Island ice tea. Sweet lady whispered. No rainbows… Continue reading

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One of my favorite poems. –If I was the king of the forest.

IF I was the king of the forest. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and old dreams.                          If I was the King of the Forest. American Soldiers drinking with boisterous… Continue reading

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–Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais

Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. A Poem by Coyote Poetry An old man wanted to thank an American Soldier. Never again. Nie wieder. Plus jamais. (The old man spoke with tears. Told… Continue reading

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