Idyllic places and time…. The storyteller told the writers. We shall learn that life is Summer and Winter. Spring and Fall. We will know sweetness and we shall know sadness. We will be… Continue reading
(Coyote and Daniela in 1978.) Dancing Coyote
The concrete angel.. It was a Spring morning in Austin, Texas in 1995. The yearly poetry weekend was here. My favorite time of the year. My only attempt at verbal poetry for me… Continue reading
Rage and pain,illusion and deceit.Love born than died.—- Slender shoulders kissed.The nakedly dance,the midnight hour splendor—— Captured,unrestrained,taunts and torment.Imperfection enshrined. John Castellenas/Coyote
The color of love…. Dear lover. You made me come alive.The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes anddrown in the gentleness of your voice. Your sweet… Continue reading
Everything was you.. Waking up alone. Booze, blood and nothing is all I got. I have gone crazy and I have found peace in my loneliness. You were my everything. I was your… Continue reading