Tag Archive: John Castellenas

The Devil dances at midnight.. And The Dead South amazing song.

The Devil dances at midnight… Prettiest gal at the Belton, Texas dance told me. The Devil dances at midnight and I brought her closer on the dance floor and I asked her. Does… Continue reading

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Already broken and Karliene beautiful voice.

Already broken… Oldest and most tire man in Michigan escaped to find something lost. He remembers a Auburn hair with a silky voice, the whiskey nights and the Soldier’s liar prayer. He gave… Continue reading

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The Coyote song. Lest we forget..

Lest we forget… Lately the days have become slower and I want less. Once the wild Coyote ran and ran till he found some pleasure, some laughter and a safe place to rest.… Continue reading

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Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm..

Wild Maria, dancing Maria, my Winter storm… The crimson night, the thunder storms of life had brought me to you. I watched you from a distance and I dreamed of moonlight nights, feeling… Continue reading

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Ghosts and shadows…

Ghosts and shadows- chapter one. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry  Life is accepting life as-is. Maybe we have enough.  Ghost and shadows- chapter one.  Beautiful Tanya waited patiently with the kind morning sun upon… Continue reading

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Grandson asked.

Grandson asked A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Would be a better world if we saw with the eyes of the children.                                      Grandson asked-  Memorial poetry I stopped by the nearby location for the… Continue reading

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Blindfolded and weighless..

   Blindfolded and weightless.. I watched your tone and beautiful legs move on the dance floor. Legs that make a man beg for mercy before he had sins. Your short skirt showed silky… Continue reading

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Imagine..

Imagine A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Good to wander and imagine a better place to be                                 Imagine… “A Poet is one who believes and one who cannot bring himself to believe”                          Tadeusz Rozewics… Continue reading

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Fable love…

 Fable love I behold today the first warm day of Spring. I’m finding hope and energy in the new-born flowers and the new greenery of the forest. I have been swimming in the… Continue reading

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Ravishing beauty dancing alone..

Ravishing beauty dancing alone. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Hard to brake down walls of regret and disappointment. Need time and distance to forget.                             Ravishing beauty dancing alone.. We will masquerade  as many… Continue reading

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