Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Please one more dance near the sea..

Please one more dance near the sea.. The Monterey pretty poet name Diane read to me. “Laughing, crying. Wanting, begging. Celebrating, complaining. Seeking nothing and wanting nothing. We like the hello and we… Continue reading

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Just might..

Just might.. She gave me a kind smile as we danced the Texas two-step. She whispered in my wanting hears. “Dear Johnnie. People are foolish. They long to stay and long to escape… Continue reading

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Dear Monterey..

Dear Monterey.. The kind Gods took me from war to you dear Monterey. I joined wars to try to die the proper death. Suicide, I couldn’t do. War didn’t want my death. The… Continue reading

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I knew we were running to and escaping love touch..

I knew we were running to and escaping love touch in the same second. ( If we do not kiss. Will I miss the kiss?) I went to Ann Arbor looking for a… Continue reading

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A penny for your thoughts..

A penny for your thoughts… 1- Once a pretty Michigan girl told me. A penny for your thoughts, thank you for remembering my name, thank you for holding my hands and  thank you… Continue reading

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Please listen to the amazing poetry. The healing, The sunflower..

The healing, the sunflowers.. My grandfather loved his garden. Now I became like my grandfather. He loved the roses, the wildflowers and the days of Spring, the days of rebirth. He told me… Continue reading

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Should of loved you more..

Should of loved you more… He left love doorway 2,500 miles away. The hardest and coldest man, he loved the whiskey and he loved the taverns. He loved the darkest days and he… Continue reading

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Will I find you tonight?

Will I find you tonight? A walkaway love left me waiting for her to return. I remember her tight black dress and her beautiful face. She told me. Dark Poet, we can sing… Continue reading

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A Spring flower..

A Poem by Coyote PoetryA poem for my story- Poet’s love A Spring flower… Was a Spring flower.So tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower.That reached for the sky.The sky and the sun… Continue reading

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The stranger song..

The  stranger  song.. Pretty lady  asked  her old lover.  When did we become strangers?Once  we talked, danced and sang the whole night through. Now we sit together.  Your eyes had died and  your… Continue reading

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