Path
The sky
in my eyes
is an orange
Telephone poles
in a row
transmit my loneliness
As I drive
this pebbly road
to oblivion
Only the bushes
I encounter
interest me
That and the hills
of the horizon
I will easily reach
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Perspectives
1
A tree is silhouetted by the setting sun
Branches of other trees reach out equally cameoed
In the dark unseeable distance there is only us
Filling a planet no larger than a speck in the cosmic ocean
2
Red flames dance like figures
Far from the green tall trees
Corralled by a wood and wire fence
A breathing barbecue sits in front of me
Just who is trapped in this life
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BIO
Don Kingfisher Campbell, MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University Los Angeles, has taught Writers Seminar at Occidental College Upward Bound for 36 years, been a coach and judge for Poetry Out Loud, a performing poet/teacher for Red Hen Press Youth Writing Workshops, L.A. Coordinator and Board Member of California Poets In The Schools, poetry editor of the Angel City Review, publisher of Spectrum magazine, and host of the Saturday Afternoon Poetry reading series in Pasadena, California. For awards, features, and publication credits, please go to: http://dkc1031.blogspot.com
I enjoyed these poems Don, so good!
great poetry!