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  November 2015
volume 12 number 2
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Don Kingfisher Campbell November 2015
   

 

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    Don Kingfisher Campbell, MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University Los Angeles, has taught Writers Seminar at Occidental College Upward Bound for 32 years, been a coach and judge for Poetry Out Loud, a performing poet/teacher for Red Hen Press Youth Writing Workshops, Los Angeles Area Coordinator and Board Member of California Poets In The Schools, poetry editor of the Angel City Review, publisher of Spectrum and the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly, leader of the Emerging Urban Poets writing and Deep Critique workshops, organizer of the San Gabriel Valley Poetry Festival, and host of the Saturday Afternoon Poetry reading series in Pasadena, California. For awards, features, and publication credits, please go to:
Don Kingfisher Campbell poetrypeople@earthlink.net

   

 

Ozzy Man Dias

Bumper to bumper
On the 10

I stop listening
To talk radio

What do I see
By the soundwall

A romantic poet sits
Under a tree

Telepathically he
Admonishes me

Are you contemplating
The best and

Happiest moments
Of the best

And happiest minds
No I am

On the freakin' freeway
Which is sadly

Misnamed during rush
Hour, more like

Slow minutes traversing
The 405 to the 10

Ready to take the next
Exit outta here

If I can reach it
Instead of bumping

Accidental another
Frustrated car

So I'm not feeling
The best and

Happiest now
But I am

Experiencing the poetry
Of the moment

Wishing I was like you
Under a tree

Overseeing a crowded
Bunch of verdancy

Rather than a river
Of concrete

And so many
Land boats

With tense hearts
Locked inside

copyright 2015 Don Kingfisher Campbell

   

 

1 A.M.

Coiled blue lamp illuminates
Cork coaster moon in black coffee table sky
As laptop computer city is awakened

Then this god creates a poem
By touching lettered citizens individually
Gets hungry for a post two a.m. snack

Grabs a nearby bun star
Dollops peanut butter and jelly planets
Chews, looks outside his universe

Sees a much larger one with all
The props: houses, trees, streets, dogs
Deities in cars, earthbound

copyright 2015 Don Kingfisher Campbell