Category Archive: John Castellenas

“Mystical places”

Mystical places A Poem by Coyote Poetry First love, first real kiss and the first true words of love become mystical places where we can find in sweet dreams forever.                                Mystical places… Continue reading

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“Everything was you”

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… Continue reading

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“Poetry, drink and your memory”

Poetry, drink and your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words. Some short poetry. The ray of the sun Drunk man wishing. Alone on destined hill. He dreamed she was near. He… Continue reading

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“Truth or dare”

Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote Poetry Take no chances. Have no adventures.                                   Truth or dare Life, my friend. An odd game that no-one can win. I do like the game… Continue reading

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“I couldn’t find you”

I couldn’t find you A Poem by Coyote Poetry We need people to excite our imagination first. When the mind cannot forget. The body yearn for more.                                  I couldn’t find you Where… Continue reading

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Love demand payment

She told me. Love demand payment. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good music create good poetry. She told me. Love demand payment. Perfect beauty. Wearing Summer dress of white. Her soft shoulders showed… Continue reading

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“Drink of me dear lover”

Drink of me my dear lover A Story by Coyote Poetry More Texas story.                                Drink of me my dear lover I loved the Austin Texas nights. Alive and vibrant with people and… Continue reading

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“A thousand years”

A thousand years A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love never die my friend. Just a place we must water and care for. A thousand years Where are you,  my sweet lover? I searched… Continue reading

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“Everybody hurts’

Everybody hurts I whispered to her. “Sweet baby, darling and honey. Dark is the night. The midnight hour leave us wanting for things we can’t have. Deep midnight is cold and lonely. Sometimes… Continue reading

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Song and personal quotes

Racism and hate. A sleeping demon hiding waiting to be awoken. The great men and women who taught us the value of love, concern and kindness will be forgotten. The words “Equality, fairness… Continue reading

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