jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

love

  • Secret love and hidden memory.

    Secret love and hidden memory. I saw her face today.Made me wander back in time.Each of us hold our Beatrice’s near.The writer holds on to memories like a drunkard holds on to his wine. Do our memories become less with time?Do innocent kisses and embraces of youth become sweeter with age? Do dreams of beautiful… Read more

  • A naked woman.

    A naked woman (A wise artist once said. To see a nude woman is more wonderful then 1000 beautiful paintings in a museum.) I tell the young men.Go slow and easy.When your eyes and heart is young.The sweet memories will be  written on the walls of your heart and mind. When a woman allows you… Read more

  • The coastline.

    “In 1991, I drove from Michigan to California. I wrote this poem the day I saw the Ocean.” The Coastline. I fell in love with her on a December morning.I stop my truck and I was star struck at her beauty.Her power. I walk quickly to her andshe was dancing on the shore. Nothing could… Read more

  • My Joan of Arc.

    My Joan of Arc. She painted her make-up upon perfect skin. She turned to me and she told me. I need my war face tonight. I rarely show my real face to anyone. I used to pray for perfect life. Now I pray to keep death away and find reasons to live. She was my… Read more

  • The folly of time.

    The folly of time. 1- The folly of time, we believe, some things shall last forever. We learn, time can be a thief, moved so damn fast and we learns too late, every word spoken, should be said with a kind heart. Kind faces shall leave us, always leave with kind words. One day, we… Read more

  • Please kind friend, go easy on me.

    Please kind friend, go easy on me. 1- Once you were my fairytale wish. We shared kisses, we shared passion. We were fearless my dear Julie. Somehow I scare you away from my life. My anger chased away my fairytale love. 2- She was my July rose, my Summertime love. She saved me from my… Read more

  • The night had fallen.

    1- The night had fallen.. The sun splendor is not forgotten. Taverns are closed.The long day bring the quiet of the night.The midnight hour gathered people sharing their secrets and the need of pleasure for the coming night.Lovers dine on sweet kisses and wine.Uncovering their masks for the midnight moon.Lovers free and wild, bleed their… Read more

  • The cold night whispered.

    The cold night whispered. The April rain hid my tears and I walked alone.Once great love turns indifferent andour love true turn to fathom dreams.We spoke careless words,maybe true, maybe not?Maybe we were grasping at a miracle?I told the rain,love died slowly and badly.I longed for her nearby,I longed to hear her heartbeat and her… Read more

  • My September love.

    My September love. 1- My lady of the sea, my dancing woman who love the morning sun on her face. She told me, it is early September, my bed is cold and lonely. Let’s find a place where I will keep you warm and safe. 2- Piece by piece, we shall forget yesterday disappointments. They… Read more

  • Don’t look at me with disappointment.

    (Do not become what the world wants you to be. We are all different. Needing more or less. Like yourself and be kind to the people near.) Don’t look at me with disappointment. Don’t look at me,don’t give me those sad looks of disappointment.I don’t care what you see. I’m breaking down walls andI’m not… Read more