jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

Michigan gal

  • Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor. I am drinking alone beautiful Jenny. Somehow I forgot where Ann Arbor was and I am so damn lonely. I have called you at midnight, every night for a week. I left messages on your telephone and I just said. Miss you, love you. The war is over… Read more

  • No-one comes back the same.

    No-one comes back the same. 1- I left you in late December and I did not look back. You were so beautiful, so kind. We made no promises and I saw in your eyes. A silence final goodbye. We knew, once we wanted more and now. We wanted nothing. No-one can return the sweetest places;… Read more

  • The easy days and the good days. On a cold day in the grasp of the Bosnian Winter. I wrote her name in the snow.Jennifer, Jennifer, my Jennifer. I love you. I left Ann Arbor Michigan searching for new places and reasons to be alive. I learn standing in the mist of war. Love is… Read more

  • (Dear Jenny in 1992.) Purgatory Inn and no place to go. I told the bartender, I have the long Island iced tea fresh and cold, please keep them coming.They love the big tippers.Purgatory Inn is open early and closes late.Safe place for a man who wants nothing. I roll the simple purple stone in my… Read more

  • 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

  • The Iron Mountain song.

    The Iron Mountain song. I have finished my journey, and I drove to Iron Mountain. Been 30 years since I saw her face and I needed to talk to her one more time, my love, my beautiful Kathy. The shadows of her kind face had been haunting me since the last time I saw her.… Read more

  • Almost love in California.

    (John and Jennifer in Monterey in 1992.) Almost love in California. I was your Hemingway and you were my Agnes. We were free falling into a love that could never be. I wanted you forever and you wanted to be okay. A soldier love, held on by a whisper and a wish. I brought you… Read more

  • A penny for your thoughts.

    A penny for your thoughts. 1- Once a pretty Michigan girl told me. A penny for your thoughts, thank you for remembering my name, thank you for holding my hands and  thank you for showing me. I am not alone. 2- I was trying to push away the lonely night. I asked the dark night… Read more

  • My Winter love.

    My Winter love.I whispered your sweet name.My sweet dreams bringyour beautiful face to my memory. I dream of our blissfulnights. Kiss after kiss.Leading us to the paradise of the innocent.Opening a passion that grows with each tender touch. My Winter love.You came to me on a cold December day.You brought me into araging torrent my siren.… Read more

  • The damn road.

    The damn road.   It was a cold winter day in late December in Michigan.  I awoke with my love andI kissed her face and lips, and I told her, good morning. Her beautiful young body pressed against me so tightly and I could hear her heart beating against my skin.  I put my face… Read more