Castellenas John

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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