Tag Archive: John Castellenas

My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing.

My Summer day wish, my Fall moon blessing ————————————————————————————————————————- In your eyes, I saw the sea, I saw a miracle in those eyes of golden brown, you took my hands and I knew.… Continue reading

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When love is near…

When love is near.. You and I, we  love the Big Sur. We wanderlust her from sea to the hidden waterfall. I loved your sly kisses at the River Inn and the long… Continue reading

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Father never cried..

 Father never cried… My father drank his rum and coke every night. As a child, I accepted his want to find peace in the rum. I would sit with him and I saw… Continue reading

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A memory, a story remembered..

A memory, a story remembered.———————————————————–Everything In the stillness of the night,you held me, so tightly. You were my 2 am lover and my midnight dancer.Your kiss was the sweetest breathe given to me.… Continue reading

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A feather..

A feather… Once I wanted to be king of the world and I wanted wealth and things of value.I was led to a simple place by a kind spirit and I was taught… Continue reading

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Kind Spring days and the warm Summer days..

Kind Springs days and the warm Summer days… Forget me not, forget me forever.Winters cold is gone and the kind Spring days are here. The cold Winter days made me drink the vodka… Continue reading

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Miss Molly Malone said..

Miss Molly Malone said… “Sweet mistress Malone” I caught the dengue fever in South America in 1993. Bad food and tropical weather did me in. They send me to the England shores to… Continue reading

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The darkest days…

The darkest days… Winter of 1992 was holding on and I was hiding out on Highway one. I brought the vodka and pineapple juice to Big Sur. Me and my soldier friend Robert… Continue reading

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A wish upon a star…

A wish upon a star A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old dreams never fade away.” A  wish upon a star… Every night before I close my eyes. I whisper your name. I make a wish to kiss… Continue reading

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Don’t ask for less..

Old memories become sweet dreams in old age. Don’t ask for less A Poem by Coyote Poetry In life. Better to dream big than to wallow in things not touched or reached.”                                 Don’t… Continue reading

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