Tag Archive: John Castellenas

The trees.

The trees A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I had a tree poem in my head for weeks. I hope it is worthwhile to read.  Trees BY JOYCE KILMER I think that I shall never see… Continue reading

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The walls and the damn mirrors.

The walls and the damn mirrors A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Can’t hide what we became when we see our reflection in the mirrors                             The walls and the damn mirrors. My father told… Continue reading

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Dear Angela.

Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry  We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.              Angela. Her beauty had lessened with time.The circle of darkness surrounded… Continue reading

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The song of the seasons. An Ojibwa tale.

The songs of seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry  A Native American tale.                                  The song of fall Warm days, cold nights.Create a restless passion.I can hear the whisper of the windon a solitary… Continue reading

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The madness train.

The madness train A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Time to know what real pleasure is. Before it is too late.      The Madness train.             I’m twisted up.            Hogties to bullshit.             I’m strangled with useless… Continue reading

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The blue-eyed girl.

The blue-eyed girl. “When you got nothing to lose.Can’t fall too far my friends.”I told a group of Poets outside the Monterey bookstore. A blue-eyed girl with hair of auburn stood her ground.Told… Continue reading

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An ocean apart.

An ocean apart. You are laying heavy upon my sweet dreams and hope.I hold a simple letter in my hands.Your sweet words saved me from pity and sadness. You wrote sweet and kind… Continue reading

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A dance with death.

A dance with Death.       (If you are lucky. We get warnings to change our ways.        Years ago I was trying to drink myself to death. A beautiful woman         change my direction. Spirits with… Continue reading

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I don’t need you.

I don’t need you A Poem by Coyote Poetry “Words do have great power and strength.” I don’t need you. At the Purgatory Inn. Old men wisdom means little.Dead men wisdom is buried and… Continue reading

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Bad love and music by lovely Lindsey Stirling.

Bad love. I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a cancer.… Continue reading

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