Tag Archive: John Castellenas

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I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always..

I hope your days be bright and love will be near you always.. She was the Gypsy girl, Monterey Bay dancer. She would gather her friends and they would find the sea. They… Continue reading →

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The old man songs..

Old man..Standing by dirt and gravestone.I whispered I miss you my grandfather.I have become you.Your words have became my words.Thank you dear friend.                            I love you..I love you,I love you,I need you.Forget… Continue reading →

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Nothing compare to you..

A Poem by Coyote Poetry  I found some short poetry from 1989. I hope you like.                                      Dreams..I could of touched every dream. My sweet dreams went fleeting away,when you did not love me… Continue reading →

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The flight of love..

The flight of love A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Love is very tender. We must walk softly upon the premises of how love need reminders. Forgotten and undeclared love can fade away to banished… Continue reading →

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The waltz..

The Waltz A Poem by Coyote Poetry  The ocean and love create emotions and passion that stay with us forever.  The Waltz.. We were doing a waltz upon the beach. The waves were the orchestra… Continue reading →

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Two out of three ain’t bad..

Two out of three ain’t bad.. I was sitting alone in a Austin tavern in 1996.Drinking long Island ice teas.Trying to get blinded. A old man dressed poorly ordered a water.Bartender gave him… 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 rebirth.      … Continue reading →

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Dead man stew..

Dead man stew A Poem by Coyote Poetry  When greed and hate run the world. Our leaders are making a dead man stew. No-one will victor.                                   Dead man stew.. Poor man is dying.Was… Continue reading →

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Brother peace, Sister love..

(A prayer for peace)   Brother peace, sister love. ( Old poetry. The world had not changed.) I had sat by graves of 20,000 Soldiers killed in World War two outside of Paris.  Men who died for freedom. The last… Continue reading →

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Forgiveness..

The Violence Sea .. Anger eruptThe blind open their eyes. Men on high horses.Tells us more stories to blind us. Entangled and enraged we try to see.We can’t see above the bullshit. Rich men in big houses.Tell us… Continue reading →

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