jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

The sea

  • The ray of the sun on my face.

    1- The ray of the sun on my face. Drunk man wishing. Alone on destine hill. He dreamed she was near. He dreamed he was in her embrace, and her tender fingers were caressing his face. She took his hand and kissed each finger and she told him. “Dear Johnnie. Whiskey is always fair. Blocked… Read more

  • The sea remembered.

    (First new poem for my site number two on WordPress. WordPress told me. They cannot figure how to get me back on my old site. They say patience is a virtue. Thank you for reading my words and sharing your words and thoughts.) 1- I still go back to the Belton dance hall. Drink a… Read more

  • Into the west.

    Into the west. Westward bound winds are calling my name, and the Pacific Ocean is talking to me. Please Johnnie, please come dance with me, I am waiting for you. I will keep you safe. The Devil knows my name and I know the northern winds are killing my soul. The Goddess of the sea… Read more

  • I am jealous of the sea.

    I am jealous of the sea.. Was a beautiful Dusk of the day coming and I watched you dance with the sea. I told the falling sun, the rising moon. I am jealous of the sea. The sea had stolen your heart and you adore the sea, the Pacific. I want to be like the… Read more

  • The sea is near.

    The sea is near.. 1- Once upon a-time. I found the Pacific ocean. I went to her and I tossed off my shoes. Took off my pant and my shirt. I ran into the arms of the sea. Allowed the cold December water to overtake my body. I reached to the sky and I told… Read more