Some California poetry


Dear Clinton, Michigan

 

You told me often,
love wasn’t enough.
The heart become too hidden with time and age.
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California wasn’t enough,
I called you my beautiful Jenny and I told you.
California coastline is so beautiful,
the Monterey sea will steal your heart and mind.
I sat near the dancing waves with the clear sky, filled with the evening stars.
I whispered to the sea, sweet Jenny.
Please come to Monterey and be my love,
make California our last stand to know love.

 

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Last stand,
last kiss, last wish.
First face remembered, last face wishing to be caressed and kissed.
You were my love and you were my hell.
Today I would stand the pain and misery of losing you,
if I could see your face and hold you near.

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John Castellenas/Coyote