A Spring poem and poem for beauty

Dear Spring

You have teased me with the warm days.

Kind Spring, you are still hiding from me.

The flowers are still hiding deep into the soil.

I understand nature.

Spring will come when she wants.

Dear Nature rushes for no-one.

John Castellenas




A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Beautiful artwork create amazing words.


Thank you Tumblr.    yourtalana:

William Oxer


I found you waiting. Holding flowers of blue.

I watched you pondering life and possibility.

Your eyes rose up and you asked me. Was I okay?

I told you. I create an unforgettable memory.

And it is you.

Coyote/John Castellenas