jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

poetry

  • Miss you, need you dear Ann Arbor.

    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

  • The darkness. And a powerful Johnny Cash song.

    The darkness. All of us shall know. Tonight I can see shadows of faces and hear the shadows of lost voices. They are interrupting my dreams. Now I seek to find beauty and kindness in our ugly world. Once lust made me seek taverns, the whiskey kisses and the dangerous dances. I told my pretty… Read more

  • Dear Maggie. And the great Rod Stewart music.

    Dear Maggie. She was my sea dancer, she was a kind lover. Now, she is a lasting memory, and she is tattoos on my mind. I was being loco, drinking and trying to find death. She took my hand in the late Winter of 1992 and she told me. Death can wait and the sea… Read more

  • When the sun kisses the moon.

    “You taste like sunshine just like you’ve been kissed by the morning light and I was the darkness dancing with the stars carelessly, breathlessly and our lips meet softly. color creeping in the atmosphere the absolute lightest darkness dawn is breaking: A fleeting moment when the sun can kiss the moon (AKR)” Summer solstice- When… Read more

  • Resemble love.

    Resembled love A Poem by Coyote Poetry True love is rare and hard to find. Resembled love Pretty as a perfect picture and she gave me sly smile and a wink. I was weary of a beautiful woman who tempted me and ran. She listened to my poetry, and I introduced another Poet at the Poetry reading.… Read more

  • Choose what you love and an amazing Lara Fabian song.

    Choose what you love. (Choose what you love. Let it kill you.  Lara Fabian.) We can masquerade as empty shadows. Live for useless things. Once free man forgot his face, once free man lost his dreams. Now the fragrance of memories. Remind him. Great dreams don’t die, just become forgotten and in sweet dreams. We… Read more

  • The waltz.

    The waltz. We were doing a waltz upon the beach.The waves were the orchestra,the wind was whispering a love song. I tossed her into a twirl andI brought her back to me. By the light of the moon.Two lovers danced the movement of freedomand celebrating being alive. We come back to the ocean after each… Read more

  • Last man standing.

    The last man standing.. A Story by Coyote Poetry Talk of Nuclear war again. The foolish people thinking about using the nuclear weapons. Need to watch the movie. “Mad Max.” The last man standing “This is the way the world ends  This is the way the world ends  This is the way the world ends … Read more

  • The songs of the Great Lakes.

    The songs of the Great Lakes.. (Today we give thanks to the Creator for all that we have been given.Noongom nimiigwechiwi’aanaan Gizhe-Manidoo gakina gaa-miinigooyaang. We give thanks for the sky above and the earth below.Nimiigwechiwi’aanaanig giizhigo-manidoog ishpeming dash gaye akii-manidoog anaamayi’iing. We give thanks for the rising of the sun and the moon.Nimiigwechiwi’aanaanig mooka’amowaad giizis… Read more

  • Another time, another place.

    Another time, another place. We found each other in the darkest bars, and we slowed dance and kissed. I adored you and you needed me. We knew we were the Spring and the Winter. Never to touch in the daylight. I told you often. Another time, another place. I would steal you away from this… Read more