Coyote Poetry | WritersCafe.org http://www.writerscafe.org/Castellenas The original writings of author Coyote Poetry en-us Copyright 2013 Aresta Enterprise LLC 1369549296 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Benghazi, Libya Remember we have Soldiers standing tall for the USA. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Castellenas/1179413/ Beautiful faces and passionate kisses. Good to be young in heart. Willing to rebirth love and desire everyday of an life. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Castellenas/1179211/ Broken bones, unkempt promises This poem had been dancing in my head for days. I hope you enjoy. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Castellenas/1177581/ A lullaby for organized chaos Words and thoughts. I hope you enjoy. http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Castellenas/1176709/ Men, whiskey and dreams of peace. Written in 1978. Today the world is the same. Maybe worst off? http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Castellenas/1175575/ Man up or Woman up. 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