Don Kingfisher Campbell

 “The Joshua Parade”

 

Inspired by Alexis Rhone Fancher’s photo

 

Could be an extended family

of four adults, three kids lagging,

marching off to visit relatives.

Yet they do not traipse at all,

except for the wind in their spires.

They are surrounded by like trees,

rooted in place, groups, individuals,

just like humans, save for faces

and fingers and legs to walk.

So they stay, living their positions

under the shiny blue desert sky,

attached to the soil of a vast planet,

dreaming of humanity, some day

hope to saunter into complicated lives.

Alistair’s Stare

 

One-year-old takes an inadvertent selfie

looking down into the cell phone seeing

what is up and around in a young world.

Baby blue pacifier complements his eyes,

secure the brick chimney is not a human,

for there is a hand holding a chair attached

to a familiar grandfather face with gray hair

above, with quizzical concerned expression.

All dominated by the white beamed ceiling

which is the fake sky in this room that hangs

a circular light unswitched and out of reach.

If only he could flip over, stand on the smooth

painted wood as a reverse god overseeing,

everything would still be beyond him for now

“Serious Cloud Bank”

 

Inspired by Alexis Rhone Fancher’s photo

 

A fluffy white swath has grown

like a moist wall towering over all

humans can muster to build below:

tiny bridges, buildings, freeways.

Cars, mere toys carrying itsy bitsy

creations navigating a designed world.

The massive cloud covers everything,

temporarily blinds drivers to use wipers,

as the behemoth passes through, crying,

leaving tears everywhere, on every ounce

of concrete and rubber and glass, sinking

in to surrounding soil, ready to reincarnate

as small lives turning green, being eaten,

infesting, investing in becoming again.