The black roses..
Black roses.. Cynthia, eyes of stone with a cigarette in mouth. Whiskey breathe woman, looked me up and down, like a place of mystery. She asked me, what did you need soldier? I… Continue reading
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
Nature poetry..
Nature Poetry.. The mountain range,standing strong and beautiful.Art for the people who love the open and free spaces.The free climbers love the hard climbs and unknown endings.Finding secret and unknown paths leading to… Continue reading
Heal, not kill. We are the teacher of the children.
My small books of thoughts.. What will I leave behind? Have I lived a complete life? A life filled with days of joy and happiness.Did I leave healthy soil where I stood and… Continue reading
Song of love..
Song of loveA Poem by Coyote Poetry Words and thoughts for today. I was reading the ancient writers today. Song of love.. Drunkenness in a reckless love, knowing the true fragrant of love.The… Continue reading
The threads of life. Fate and destiny..
The threads of life. Fate and destiny.. Old man whispered. Behold a man who didn’t believe in the goddesses of the thread of life.Us foolish men believe we rule the world. The dear… Continue reading
Lilac wine…
Lilac wine —She whispered, maybe, maybe not. Let’s allow the lilac wine, to write the story for us. —- Life is many colors, we can paint her black, we can paint her red,… Continue reading
My midnight dancer..
My midnight dancer… A pretty Gypsy girl, I watched her circle-dance with the sea. Spring Equinox brought me to the live music, the Gypsy girl befriended me in early Spring, she told me,… Continue reading
Brick, upon another brick..
Brick, upon another brick.. Men, believe in his youth. Life is his to take. Young men believe life is now, just borrow and steal everything you can. Tomorrow may not come. He learn… Continue reading
Mystical places..
Mystical places… A Poem by Coyote Poetry First love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever. Mystical places… Many… Continue reading
The earth, the sky and the water..
The earth, the sky and the water… I found my Apache friend at the Fort Hood entrance. I brought him some fruit and some coffee. He saw the sadness in my face this… Continue reading