Tag Archive: John Castellenas

“Dear Michigan”

Dear Michigan A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                         Dear Michigan —- Treasure memories Dark taverns, strong drink and I’m thinking of you. Pretty Austin, Texas girl with strawberry red hair sitting… Continue reading

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‘Dear Angela”

Dear Angela A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words and memories                       Dear Angela A pretty girl sat with me by the sea and she whispered to me. “You know who I’m and… Continue reading

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“Bad love”

Bad love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Poem written in 1994 with a re-write Bad love I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness… Continue reading

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Savior, liar and sinner

Savior, liar and sinner A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words Savior, liar and sinner Once I was saved. Pretty red-hair girl took my hands and she whispered. I love you Johnnie. Please… Continue reading

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“The stranger and the Poet’s song”

The stranger and Poet’s song A Poem by Coyote Poetry Leonard Cohen song gave me reasons to write this morning.                                     The stranger song Houses built on sand will sink. Love built on… Continue reading

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“My true love”

My true love A Poem by Coyote Poetry Written in 1978-rewritten in 2014                         My true love The feeling of joy is you. I have been submerged in your sweet kiss and tender… Continue reading

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‘The Nectar of you’

The nectar of you A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old memories and very good places. The nectar of you She gave me gestures of kindness. Willingly opening the door of friendship. Her long… Continue reading

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“Little sin”

wickedlittlesins(Thank you Tumblr for the photo)   Little sin Your flowing black hair flowing in the gentle breezes making me wish to have you home nude and free. You are my little sin… Continue reading

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“Coffee shop conversation”

Coffee shop conversation A Poem by Coyote Poetry Good coffee and a chess game is what life need to be. I miss the days of good conversation and chess games.                                    Coffee shop… Continue reading

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“Sacrificial meal”

Sacrificial meal She was a tall, long-legged Texas girl. She gave me a coy smile. Somehow I caught her attention. I knew, a pursued man are just cattle waiting to be slaughter. She… Continue reading

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