Category Archive: John Castellenas

The song of the seasons

The songs of the seasons A Story by Coyote Poetry A Native American tale. ——————————————————————————————————————————————                                    … Continue reading

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A Spring flower

A Spring flower A Poem by Coyote Poetry A poem for my story- poet’s love A Spring flower Was a Spring flower. So tall and so beautiful. Was a Spring flower. That reached… Continue reading

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The Poet’s love — Last grasp at a miracle

The Poet’s love — Last grasp at a miracle. A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.                                  The Poet’s love — Last grasp at a miracle At three a.m sharp. Rosa knocked… Continue reading

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“Angela”

Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry We can fall so low and deep. Need someone to pull us up to see daylight.             Angela Her beauty had lessen with time. The circle of… Continue reading

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“Barefoot dreams”

Barefoot dreams A Story by Coyote Poetry Good places and friends make distance places good dreams in old age.      Barefoot dreams I met the Sergeant Major nightly at the Bowling alley, dance… Continue reading

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“Perhap, perhaps my love”

Perhaps, perhaps my love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Perhaps, perhaps my love The night is long and the drink is cheap. The music is good and the design of the… Continue reading

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The Poet’s love — Puerto Barrios

The Poet’ love — Puerto Barrios A Chapter by Coyote Poetry A new chapter.                           The Poet’s love — Puerto Barrios The trip was long and very odd. There was no direct route… Continue reading

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“The Raven and the Coyote”

The Raven and the Coyote A Story by Coyote Poetry A story. Some of my Ojibwa heritage coming out.                              The Raven and the Coyote The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken… Continue reading

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“Trying to lose your memory”

Trying to lose your memory A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old poetry written in 1992                        Trying to lose your memory I tried to find peace and calm in the coffee houses of… Continue reading

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“Bare and true”

Bare and true A Poem by Coyote Poetry Few times in a life. We open up to another and show them the real person.    Bare and true She was a noble beauty… Continue reading

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