jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

The sea

  • A safe harbor.

    A safe harbor. I saw her sitting alone on a park bench. She had a suitcase near her and she watched the sea. She was a pretty girl with sad eyes. I went to her and I asked her. Are escaping or did you find your place to be? She turned to me. She did… 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

  • The masquerade.

    The masquerade. Was a blue moon night in New Orleans and no-one wanted to show their real face. Beer, wine and liquor was plentiful. Women were exotic and the men were pirates and clowns. I had beads to give away, and I wore the gifts of beads from the kind folks. I was with dear… Read more

  • One more cup of coffee. (All we need my friend. Light conversation, a cup of coffee and a friend near.) She was a California dream, in her eyes. You could see the great sea. In her voice, she could take away all my sadness. I went to her at Dusk and I brought her coffee… Read more

  • In the Valley of the Devils and the Angels. I have played the sinner.Danced in the sweat and passion ofliar’s emotions. Made so many promises.I couldn’t keep. I told bloody lies to undress beautiful woman. To swim in the heat of warm lips. Their warmth brought me to the pinnacle of passion and desire. I examine… Read more

  • Delicate wings.

     Delicate wings. Beautiful Lizzy, please allow me in. I asked her near our sea. Her word and beauty memorized me.Woman who strips down their true colors and shows you what is hidden beneath her clothing and her fear.They are rare and delicate ladies. Many skeletons for us to hide.Few perfect people.We are just flesh and… Read more

  • Please tell me something.

    Please tell me something. 1- She told me, Johnnie, Johnnie. I want a fable love, where amor can win. I don’t want a timid man; I want a wild and crazy man. I want to entangle our two bodies into a storm of never-ending needs and want.Please tell me, I am your everything.I want demanding… Read more

  • The word, Love is. Just another four-letter word. She was so tired of the useless words spoken to her.Now she sought the wild sea, now she wanted to meditate in the free mountains.She wants to feel everything and some more now and she told the Pacific Ocean.I don’t want useless words, I want someone to show… Read more

  • Wanderlust.

    Wanderlust.                          1- Damn those eyes. Pretty face, demanding loving eyes.Soft voice making me feel weak and captured.Soft touch of hands making me fall into deep embrace.Those eyes make me swim in the dangerous river of hope.Damn those eyes.Those eyes make me want to know wanderlust and forget where I was goingFall into your embrace… Read more

  • I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life                             I serenaded  to the paragon of beauty. On highway two. The coastal California highway.Hidden is utopia of land and people untouched by factory or big business.Big Sur is safe hideaway… Read more