Message Massage
What is there for a man and a woman to do
But to give one body to the other
To mix souls to dance in the ether
Of thoughts shared from eye to eye
Then to touch skin through hands fingers
Traipse down the slopes of design
Find the points of intersection become some
Creatures unencumbered by coming
Shoot into cosmic feeling via mindgasm
Hold the music of embrace in time
Reproduce experience again and again
Trace further the celestial adventure
Inside a being where god is found
In the vibration of meeting sounds
When We Fuck This Time
it’s a hotel room
third floor open window
someone might see
like a billboard
through the white frames
arms wrapped around torso
legs point to ceiling
face buried in hair
tongue dances on nipple
skin change with light
but we are undisturbed
only cool fan air surrounds
our rotating bodies
rain falls on
passing cars
thank you for being
busy with your own
pubic lives
Summering The Nocturnal
There was a beast
in my bedroom last night
and it was me
The creature wanted
his lower nose
licked for attention
But that wasn’t enough
he had to tongue
his favorite cave
Until an earthquake came
then his protuberance retreated
into hiding and out
Monstrous grunts could be
heard in the chamber
luckily it was dark
From what I tell you now
you’ll know that sweat
accompanied a creative roar
After words a breeze
was switched on
by pleased sore claws
Biography
Don Kingfisher Campbell, MFA in Creative Writing from Antioch University Los Angeles, has taught Writers Seminar at Occidental College Upward Bound for 35 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: DKC.