Tag Archive: John Castellenas

Spaghetti Western Sunday. Dark days of Texas. Sweet Cheryl Lee.

Dark days of Texas.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Sometimes in the darkness. We can find light.  Dark days of Texas .” Sweet Cheryl lee” (Chapter seven and eight) Eric hated the Summer in… Continue reading

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Spaghetti western Sunday. Dark days of Texas..

Dark days of Texas- Killers are made.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Who teaches the soldier to kill. The government does.  Dark days of Texas- Killers are made. Chapter five and six by Coyote Poetry… Continue reading

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Spaghetti western Sunday. Dark days of Texas. Berserker Kurt.

Dark days of Texas. Berserker Kurt A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Third and fourth chapter of Dark days of Texas.   Dark days of Texas- Berserker Kurt… Berserker Kurt walked in silence and slowly toward… Continue reading

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Spaghetti western Sunday. Dark days of Texas- Chapter two.

Dark days of Texas. Chapter two. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry   Dark days of Texas-part two.. Wolf woman Sherry didn’t like the Last Chance saloon.  Just people in the saloon she hated. Mainly… Continue reading

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Spaghetti western Sunday. Chapter one. Dark days of Texas..

Dark days of Texas.. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry My spaghetti western. Dark days of Texas- Chapter one. Another hot day in Texas. 110 degrees and the ground so damn hot. Old man John… Continue reading

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Memory of mother..

Memory of a Mother A Poem by Coyote Poetry   I was raised by a stepmother. I called her mother. She gave love and raised many children. The word Mother should be used in… Continue reading

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Daybreak confession to the sea..

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Kiss away my ghost..

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Purgatory Inn and no place to go..

 Purgatory Inn and no place to go… I have the long Island ice tea fresh and cold.Bartender keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for… Continue reading

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Quotes from the heart..

Quotes from the heart. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  It is a good day. I have six healthy grandchildren. Today I have many reasons to be thankful and alive to enjoy them and hear… Continue reading

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