jcastellenas-Coyote

Poetry, story and music.

The sea

  • One more cup of coffee and an outstanding song.

    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.

    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

  • Love is, just another four-letter word. and a lovely Joan Baez song.

    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 seranaded to the paragon of beauty.

    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

  • 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