Tag Archive: John Castellenas

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I dreamed of you..

(Thank you Tumblr-Milo Moire- A goddess) I dream of you.. I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of… Continue reading →

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Fabiola, my Fabiola.. Now remain the same.

Now nothing remains the same.. Your name came to me late in the midnight hour. Brought back the canvas of your perfect body, kind smile and your beautiful face. Your name, Fabiola. Made… 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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Leftover wine and a beautiful Melanie Safka song.

Leftover wine… In Austin, Texas. Pretty woman confessed her sins to the bar room poet. He listen to her tales and he caught glimpses of soft tears falling for things that were in… Continue reading →

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Piece by piece and a beautiful Kelly Clarkson song.

Piece by piece… I remember my father. He tried his best and he couldn’t win. I remember my mother. She lost her way a few times and she always got back-up. We are… Continue reading →

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I could not ask for more.. And a beautiful Alisa Fineman song.

I could not ask for more… I told my grandchildren,choose the road you love,dance, sing and be fearless.I learn many moons ago,I had enough and I told the rising sun.I could not ask… Continue reading →

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One, two, three, four. Do we begin again?

One, two, three, four. Do we begin again? 1- Did I find you? Or did you entrapped me?Am I the captive or the guard?One, two, three, four. Did we dance?Prey or predator, we… Continue reading →

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Teach love or teach hate? And Martin Luther King Jr. quotes.

Teach hate or teach love? A Poem by Coyote Poetry  My Afternoon thoughts.  When we teach our children love and hate in the same conversation. Did we teach the children well? Hate and love… Continue reading →

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We don’t want to fight no-more..

We don’t want to fight no-more…. Once brave boy believed war would save our world. The brave boy became a man. He fought for a Government who would forget him after the battles… Continue reading →

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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 →

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