Some kind soul read my poem. My great love.

My Great Love – Poem by John Castellenas Poet’s Page Poems Comments Stats Biography Send Message Poems by John Castellenas : 7 / 14 « prev. poem next poem » My Great Love… Continue reading

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The memory of you, coffee and I.

coyotepoet            The memory of you, coffee and I. The smell of coffee, ancient coffee shops  and you. Blessed memories upon on old heart and mind. Once, you were my only fan. I… Continue reading

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–She danced by the light of the candles

She danced by the light of the candles. I sat  by the bay. I watched the sun fall into the sea. I was a street poet of the night. I wore Army greens… Continue reading

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The Importance of Being Wicked.

Originally posted on Everything I Never Told You:
I know the importance of manners and kindness. Every now and then though, I take advice from the devil, who likes to massage my shoulder.…

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Without ME

Originally posted on Everything I Never Told You:
Today I stand by the window. staring out at the world The light from the sun splitting the room in two. I converse with the…

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–Purgatory Inn and no place to go

Purgatory Inn and no place to go. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories get better with time.                             Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I have the long Island ice tea… Continue reading

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Threads

Originally posted on Phil G's Blog/Website:
by phil gennuso grandma, mom, sister, niece, threads spinning, centuries, time, hopes, art, always.

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Last wish, first wish.

Last wish, first wish. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Words never spoken. Burn the wanting heart.                                 Last wish, first wish Those wishing well wishes and the butterfly kisses of memories. Leave me… Continue reading

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Good song and a poem—-Two out of three ain’t bad

Two out of three ain’t bad A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Two out of three ain’t bad I told her. I will be your Hemingway and you can be my Agnes… Continue reading

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Letter

Originally posted on Hortus Closus:
Painting by Annick Bouvattier I found a letter, Unsent, unread, a surprise. Verses from the past. A smile, few tears, emotion… But the past can’t live again.

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