tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46432693538109753422011-12-21T15:48:24.721-08:00Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-39650319263718831302009-11-28T21:33:00.000-08:002010-07-03T10:10:22.699-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2CiGPf8edY/SxIHyw0UqQI/AAAAAAAAApk/aydK90Yq4nk/s1600/11-28-09+005.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_C2CiGPf8edY/SxIHyw0UqQI/AAAAAAAAApk/aydK90Yq4nk/s320/11-28-09+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409394671104600322" /></a><br />Pauline Dutton and Khadija Anderson share the prize money.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-3965031926371883130?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-62427991030339933702009-11-26T04:55:00.001-08:002009-11-28T14:11:34.503-08:00*<br />To be a poet<br />Has the advantage of appreciation for it all <br />Any disturbing event, demented person, devastating emotion<br />Need not be feared because you <br />Know they become fodder for the <br />Soul, fertilizer for your<br />Garden of verse, the magic ingredient for turning regret<br />Into shared invective, humorous insight, or positive prayer which fills the<br />Void, impacts a life, or transforms an ugly view<br />Into the glimpse of magnificence for at least a<br />Nanosecond, so when that turkey takes it place at the table <br />Give thanks for the meal of the moment and the presence of poetry, more filling than pie<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-6242799103033993370?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-41790460374188907022009-11-25T20:33:00.001-08:002009-11-28T14:12:07.825-08:00*<br />WHEN GIVING THANKS<br /> <br />Think of how to make peace the motto of every nation<br />Harbor the destitute, even in tarnation<br />Admit love free entry without hesitation<br />Never forget those who sacrifice on our behalf, the one at his lonely station<br />Kneel in awe of creation<br />Submit to the will of the Creator, seek His good estimation<br />Grant freely the gift of love, art, and oration<br />Indulge the child in all you encounter, make laughter contagion<br />Visit joy upon the needy in any region<br />Instruct with patience and truth in every interaction<br />Need the company of family and friends, cherish each relation<br />Give thanks for every day of life and its bounteous blessings, relish benefaction.<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-4179046037418890702?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-68440133830420142942009-11-25T11:19:00.000-08:002009-11-28T14:12:22.648-08:00*<br />GOBBLE THIS <br /><br />Thirty five years ago I was seventeen <br />Having smoked a huge joint, I stumbled upstairs <br />Anesthetized, I sat down at the upper-white-middle-class blood-bath, <br />Nobody noticed my reddened eyes or sneer, or lack of slaughter celebration <br />Kindred spirits bandied about on both flanks, my furrowed brow intensely taught <br />Should we all sit here silent, while napalm is dropped on the Vietnamese? <br /><br />God help us, if only I could speak my mind <br />I wanted to make a point, perhaps we could re-examine our American way, <br />Vying for attention, craving to be seen and heard, I whistled and clapped <br />I stated I would not eat a morsel, we're heretics; we should be ashamed <br />Not for another moment should we carry on this way, condoning savagery <br />"Good fucking night," my father responded, "Are you stoned again?"<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-6844013383042014294?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-64964363818772853522009-11-25T10:58:00.000-08:002009-11-28T14:12:39.129-08:00*<br />Naturally you must have turkey <br />Add some gravy <br />To that and pumpkin pie <br />Is that all you want? <br />Only turkey and <br />Not a hint of humility <br />America where did you get that <br />Land? <br /><br />Did your ancestors sail <br />Away from tyranny towards <br />Your legacy yet <br /><br />Others may not <br />Follow <br /><br />Multitudes come to <br />Our shores one nation <br />Under immigration <br />Real manifest destiny <br />Native Americans be damned <br />Is nothing sacred? <br />Nation under whose god? <br />Give thanks<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-6496436381877285352?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-68230601357137839922009-11-23T14:37:00.000-08:002009-11-28T14:12:54.099-08:00*<br />Now folks, let's talk about <br />American history. <br />The more we know... <br />Is it truthful <br />Only to acknowledge <br />Not so bad bits <br />And pretend it was a big party? <br />Look, what a bunch of BS! <br /><br />Do you want to celebrate <br />A holiday that marks the start of <br />Years of genocide, <br /><br />Of an entire nation <br />Forever decimated? <br /><br />Maybe we could be honest <br />Our myths are <br />Unnecessary <br />Really, we could be humble <br />Nobody wants to give to <br />Indians <br />No way! <br />Give us our turkey!!!<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-6823060135713783992?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-85296864701951804092009-11-19T05:56:00.001-08:002009-11-28T14:13:08.916-08:00*<br />They weren’t from<br />Here. They were illegal<br />Aliens who would<br />Not speak our language. They<br />Knew not the Great<br />Spirit. Said their <br />God of wetback<br />Island had for<br />Virtue of his elect, promised<br />Indigenous land to them and so our<br />Native land was taken away and thanks they now<br />Give in their churches and curses in our casinos.<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-8529686470195180409?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-24528914192050756132009-11-15T00:05:00.000-08:002009-11-28T14:13:24.109-08:00*<br />Tall gallows with Puritan preachers presiding in New England<br />Hanging my pale Ancestor for talking to birds<br />Admitting to myself that the DNA test only verified what I sensed<br />Native blood in me could have been from the tribe<br />Killed the year after feeding Pilgrims<br />(Small-pox infested blankets came later)<br />Gouging out eyes of white women called Witches<br />Invoking the name of the Lord to justify it<br />Victorious Christians vanquishing Natives and Pagans<br />Incorrect stories and assumptions abound<br />No Pagans killing Natives, I bet, though they were white<br />Grateful to know the truth enough to honor all shades of my Ancestors<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-2452891419205075613?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4643269353810975342.post-47367311252517220482009-11-12T19:31:00.000-08:002009-11-25T20:34:45.471-08:00*<br />Thank you for yellow<br />Happy face mylar balloons<br />And<br />Neon street business signs<br />Killing my love of<br />Streets and markets<br />Give me<br />Instead<br />Vibrant poems<br />In storefront windows and<br />New fresh<br />Goods of poets for all to sample<br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4643269353810975342-4736731125251722048?l=1126poetry.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Don Kingfisher Campbellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03563466200910098213noreply@blogger.com0