Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Another time, another place.

Another time, another place….. The loneliness man at Fort Hood volunteered for missions in Central American. He wanted to escape everything and he wanted to taste the Hemingway’s tropical paradise. Once he sought… Continue reading

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When the war is over..

When the war is over.. ————————————————————————————————————– I haven’t been right, maybe I won’t be right again, I left war and war found me. Friends faces are hanging with me, a heavy sadness. My… Continue reading

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Close my eyes..

Close my eyes.. My rock and roll lady, we were rage, hate and anger, we were going to be great storms, we had youth as our wealth and we loved the night. Once… Continue reading

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Just a little bit more..

Just a little bit more.. ——————————————————————————————– “Candy is sweet, lemons can be tart and life is long.” Pretty woman whispered to me in the field of the Spring dandelions.” We have known hell’s… Continue reading

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The violence storm..

The violence storms ————————————————————————————————————– Whiskey didn’t kill me and war befriended me. Wounded heart that blood-out, had nothing left to lose. Pretty Poet told me in Monterey. California sun, last blessing dear soldier.… Continue reading

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I want to dance with you..

I want to dance with you…. The night is long and the songs are good. You are looking so beautiful and your eyes are demanding my attention. I whispered to you, I want… Continue reading

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Stripped to the bone..

Stripped to the bone…. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words. I want… Continue reading

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Dear Cheryl prayed to the star and for the crying night moon.

Dear Cheryl prayed to the stars and for the crying night moon… (For a kind woman, I once knew. We met at the wrong time. She died alone in Reno.) Once a beautiful… Continue reading

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I drink alone..

I drink alone… Prettiest and meanest gal in the Jazz bar. She drank alone. She looked into the mirror and she told the mirror. Fuck you. Pretty Sheila wanted no voices. She loved… Continue reading

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I need you, I don’t need you..

I need you, I don’t need you….—–                                   Damn if you do, damn if you don’t.. Perfect beautiful girl came to… Continue reading

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