jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

The sea

  • Memory of music.

    Memory of music. A Poem by Coyote Poetry  Music allowed the rebirth of memories and faces.    Memory of music. Let me not fall into dreams of sadness.Allow the awful shadows of things lost.Not to extinguished  pleasures of memories and faces. Young and beautiful faces.Lost in time.Still dance in sweet dreams brought to life by beautiful… Read more

  • I used to be.

    I used to be. A man is telling me of all his many deeds and accomplishments.I smile and listen. I pretend I care. I don’t believe in talking about the past.Today I am who I am.What matters is what will I do today. I used to be a drinker,I used to be a Lover of women,I used to… Read more

  • I remember you.

    A Poem by Coyote Poetry Sometime we must return to the beginning. To find the missing person in the mirror looking back.”   I remember you… The summer days were long.The splendor of the blue skies and the bright sun.Beckon us to the sea. The heat of hot days,thaw our cold hearts.The beauty of Monterey coastline.Purify… Read more

  • 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