jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

  • Truth or dare.

    Truth or dare A Poem by Coyote PoetryTake no chances. Have no adventures.                                   Truth or dare. Life, my friend. A odd game that no-one can win.I do like the game of truth or dare. I never told the truth. I was seduced by the dare.I dare you to kiss Suzy. I dare you to whisper… Read more

  • Stripped to the bone.

    Stripped to the bone. I told her, I love the darkest things. I want a love so dark, my world turn purple/black. I don’t want sweet words, I want demanding words. I want a love that bleed and I can feel the chaos and the pleasure. She smiled and I told her, I adored her… Read more

  • I will go anywhere with you.

    I will go anywhere with you. He watched her dance near the Pacific Ocean. She was dancing with the stars; she was dancing with the moon. He knew she was a restless soul; she wanted to cage-less and free. She wanted to see the whole world and she wanted to dance with the five oceans… Read more

  • The lulls of your lullaby.

    The lulls of your lullaby. I thirst for darkness, not light. I seek wild dances, not the shade of real love that will fade. I want the divine kiss and the long midnight. I told her. Drink of me and I shall drink of you. I want the taste of salty kiss from your skin… Read more

  • Maybe you and I need the crazy and the madness.

    1- I loved the hard climb, the untouched path. I listen for the flowing river and I go to her. Rarely do I see people. I sit with the trees, the free animals and allow my feet to feel the coldness of the river. I have learn to love the quiet places.” Dancing Coyote 2-… Read more

  • The Fall sweet honey. A Paris dream.

    The Fall sweet honey A Poem by Coyote PoetryThe days of Fall. Days for our life to slow down a-bit.” The Fall sweet honey. Beautiful as the rising Summer sun,sweet and kind like the fresh Fall sweet honey.She told me, if you want me.Must leave your tomb and find me.A divided heart will die a lonely… Read more

  • On the thread of a word.

    On the thread of a word       (Freedom is only the distance between the hunter and his prey.)                             Bei Dao Just like a hurricane from hell.You twisted my world from a lonely existence to a lifewhere I needed your caress. You took me to a dark bedroom.Light many soft candles andslowly torn down walls of disappointment.… Read more

  • I remember you.

    I remember you.               The summer days were long.The splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days,thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of Monterey coastline.Purify the sadness and losses of living. I remember you.Waiting for me on the sand.You called me the laughing Poet.A fugitive and faithful… Read more

  • 3 am poetry.

    3 am poetry. 1- She flashed her eyes at me she told him. Johnnie, Johnnie, be bold and careless with me. I laughed at her words and I told her. Never adore a woman, who isn’t seeking love. 2- Old wise ancient wisdom written many moons ago. Divided we fall, together, acting as one in… Read more

  • Pieces of April. And an amazing Dave Loggins song.

    Pieces of April. My dreamland beauty, she comes to my mind in early April. The cold of Winter almost gone and I remember our Springtime kisses, our Springtime dances with Lake Michigan. I loved when she was careless and wild.She made me brave and foolish. I called her my wildflower and she called me.Her soldier… Read more