John Castellenas

John Castellenas Poems

I wanna fall in love

Once, I was seeking the Hemingway life. Running toward war and away from love and life. Somehow I found the J.D Salinger silence. Once, bold and foolish man. Now he sit by the sea wishing for last dance, more laughter and the sweetness of love words.
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Almost 61 years old,
I lived in many places and had many lives.
Old man looking back at me in the mirror today.
I whispered,
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A wild bird.
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Love story

You were going to be a dancer, a poet, going to save our world. I was content to be in the reflection of your eyes. I told you often dear lover. You are my art, my wonder, my mystery and my midnight dancer.
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The Raven and the Coyote

The Raven watched the moon. Her interest awoken by the sitting Coyote on the mountain ridge. The Coyote was the trickster, he should be dancing and creating havoc. He sat watching the raising moon since early dust. The piercing eyes of the Raven watched the subdued Coyote with great interest. The Raven went to the Coyote, sitting near him and she asked him. If you loved her. Why did you set her free? You restraints in the want of love when you should have been begging for her to stay. She seized your heart and you wished her well in her new journey away from you.
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A lullaby

Old man memories become sweeter with time and distance.
The old man wondered if she remember him, like he remembered her.
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I want to love a bonnie girl


I am dreaming of dear Scotland again,
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The song of the living


The song of the living, the song of the dead,
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You are my love and I'm your love

You are as beautiful as the sun rising from the eastern sea,
you are bright as the moon rising up to light up the night.
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I lift my eyes.


Barren cold and heartless world,
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Whiskey lullaby

I watched her undress slowly. She had found me drinking whiskey alone at the Monterey Bay.I was drinking the whiskey and I was singing poetry to the Pacific.
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My great love

Do we support to love but once?
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Dreaming of Scotland

She was as pretty as a picture.
Fate had brought her to me at a dark tavern in Germany.
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You will always be on my mind

The splendor of true love,
where you allow the wall of fear to fall completely down.
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The song of fall

Warm days, cold nights.
Create an restless passion.
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The tarot cards

I went to an old dark carnival on a hidden road outside of Sarajevo,
I have been having a dream about a Gypsy woman. The dreams had brought me to the carnival tonight.
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In the sixties, there was a good dream.
We support to be working 32 hours a week and enjoying art, poetry and music by the year 2000.The Utopia dream fell apart by poor decisions and incompetent leaders.

Utopia had become a forgotten dream and word.
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She had Angels wings upon her back

Her long auburn hair rolled down her long slender back. The tattoos Angel awoke secret dreams and nightmares, her tattoos rolled down from soft neck to tender calves and feet.
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Sometime we must steal and loan kisses

Beautiful lady arrived at the Austin's tavern at twelve trying to escape the Texas Summer heat.
Once she wanted everything and more,
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Over and over again

I'm trying to run from your memory and when you appear in my dreams.
You whispered to me in a sweet dream.
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John Castellenas Biography

A old Poet who love to write and read story and poetry.)

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I Wanna Fall In Love

I wanna fall in love

Once, I was seeking the Hemingway life. Running toward war and away from love and life. Somehow I found the J.D Salinger silence. Once, bold and foolish man. Now he sit by the sea wishing for last dance, more laughter and the sweetness of love words.

Creeping silence, creeping loneliness and creeping wishes invade my quiet mind. I wonder? Can once man, who loved the great storms, can the man, who loved love. Is he gone?

Hemingway's life led this great man to suicide in 1961 and I wonder what did he yearn for before he ended his life? Did Hemingway remember the pretty eyes women with perfect curves? Did he remember his beloved sea? Did he remember dancing the tango with a pretty French girl in Paris? I pray the dreams of war didn't drive Papa Hemingway to the taste of the gun.

I'm beginning to learn the J.D Salinger wish. To be left alone and to write for myself only. I feel my words are meaningless to people. I don't know. Old age, old disappointment and feeling I can't do anything to change my world.
I have met angels and I have met devils. Both broke my heart. Today I write a poem, a wish.
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I wanna fall in love again

Love me right, love me wrong.
I have loved many things in my long life.

I have loved the sea.
She was my perfect storm.
I could touch her, dance with her.
I could not hold her forever.

I have loved love.
Oh, those beautiful and tempting eyes.
The gentle curves of a woman body.
Wonderous trips of hands and sweet kiss,
discovering secret places and perfect knowledge of emotions.

I remember the whiskey kisses and
two people falling deeper and deeper into the freedom of wild
and untamed love.

I know the sea will always befriend me and love did not.
The movement of love, hills and valleys.
Perfect places that can turn to hellish place.

I wanna to fall in love.
I want to dance with the Pacific and
I want a kind woman to whisper love words under the midnight sky.
I want to feel again.
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Today, I'm on the crossroad of life. Come alive or forget?

Johnnie/Coyote

John Castellenas Comments

Sylvia Frances Chan 12 October 2021

An old Poet who love to write and read story and poetry.. This single line I copied from his BIO. How true! He loves to write about Love and read poetry. Dear great Poet, you are a great Story teller about your Love and life

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Evi Prinou 02 May 2019

You are a storyteller! ! !

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