Tag Archive: John Castellenas

‘My Joan of Arc

My Joan of Arc   She painted her make-up upon perfect skin and she turned to me and she told me . “I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real… Continue reading

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‘If we make it through December’

If we make it through December   Pretty Jenny was long-legged and sweet as the Fall honey. She loved the Texas two-step and I love having her body near. She was a Austin… Continue reading

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‘The fragrant of love’

The fragrant of love   I whispered to your closed and resting eyes. I love you, I love you. I need you, I need you. I kissed your face and I kissed your… Continue reading

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The song of the living’

The song of the living   The song of the living, the song of the dead Songs sung to celebrate life and death.   I knew a Scotland beauty. She was a rare… Continue reading

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‘The waltz of the Angels

The waltz of the Angels   I told the barkeeper. Keep the long Island ice teas coming, sunday morning is a-coming. I need to be blinded by the morning. He gave me a… Continue reading

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I dream of you

I dream of you   I remember Paris. You were in your perfect place and free. Your mind running wild in the beauty of the old city of Paris. The kind, City of… Continue reading

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Love me wrong, love me right

Love me wrong, love me right   We met in New York city on Wednesday. Once friends, now strangers. She loved the Chelsea hotel and we would find a tavern near. Talk of… Continue reading

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Midnight invitation’

Photo by “Midnight Invitation”, 2016, Yuriy Ku Drop Midnight invitation The night was long and the song was very good. Downtown Austin was alive and well. 5,000 people gathered together to celebrate the… Continue reading

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‘Peace will come, even if, one by one.’

Peace will come, even if, only by one.   Old man sat by the sea. He whispered a prayer. A old prayer repeated often in his lifetime.   “Please God of the sea,… Continue reading

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‘What you give with a hopeful heart, you will get more in return.

What you give with a hopeful heart, you will get more in return.   If nature has made you for a giver, your hands are born open, and so is your heart; and… Continue reading

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