Tag Archive: John Castellenas

The wildflowers

The wildflowers A Poem by Coyote Poetry Freedom and dreams can be found in the field of the wildflowers. The wildflowers Wild flowers and sweet dreams. Dancing nude and free. You were my… Continue reading

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Just poetry. Enjoy

Three short poems A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words                            -Old man Standing by dirt and gravestone. I whispered I… Continue reading

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One of my favorites “Flesh and bones.”

          Flesh and bones I fell from the top of the mountain. I stood with so many victories. I realized too late. They don’t mean too much. Beautiful young… Continue reading

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No sweeter taste than love my friend. “Beatrice”

My beautiful Beatrice. A Poem by Coyote Poetry The ocean is near, no place to be and a beautiful Italian girl. Paradise for the lucky in love and life.                                My beautiful Beatrice.… Continue reading

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Love can “Expand and multiply”

Expand and multiply A Poem by Coyote Poetry Old wise tale. Old man with a heavy load was asked. Why did he carry so much? He smiled and told them. Life expand and… 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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One of my favorite. “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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Tavern poetry. The best kind. “Let’s pretend”

Let’s pretend A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime little is better than nothing.                                       Let’s… Continue reading

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Poetry and photo

Attempt at nine letter poetry. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Hard to create powerful poetry using minimum words.                                 Kiss Elixir of kiss. Love was young. You were perfect. Mistress Mistress love. Veil… Continue reading

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The coming storm

The coming storm A Poem by Coyote Poetry Just words.                                   The coming storm. Her lustful glances left me condemned to fall into the harmony of her smile.She was a rare desert flower… Continue reading

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