Looking to the Light

By William A. Kofoed

Some how to me, this has become a trilogy of books. The first book of life lived, the second of being old and the third of looking to death.

These are not over shadowing themes just thought that ran through my mind.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Aug 21, 2017
• ISBN: 9781387179039

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Looking to the Light

Looking to the Light

Also By

William A. Kofoed

Shadows of Footsteps

Reflections in the Twilight

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Looking to the Light William A. Kofoed

William A. Kofoed 2017

Copyright © 2017 by William A. Kofoed

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review or scholarly journal.

First Printing: 2017

ISBN 978-1-387-17903-9

William A. Kofoed

Magna, Utah 84044

www.kofoedsprojects.com

Dedication

To all the people I watched who gave me thoughts of life and living.

Foreword

Some how to me, this has become a trilogy of books.  The first book of life lived, the second of being old and the third of looking to death. 

These are not over shadowing themes just thought that ran through my mind.

Preface

I am told that I am a philosophical poet.  And I suppose that I am in that I want meaning in what I write.  I want people to think and feel about m poems and the world

Outsider

The people come

In total silence

Glaze never wavering

Eyes without welcome

They gather around

Quietly watching

They want you gone

You’re in their place

You’re not one of them

And never will be

Words are not needed

No need to speak

The message is given

It is time to go

Move on once more

Endless travel

No place is home

In no place welcome

President

There people who are very sure

That they are meant to lead

They their answers are the best

That everyone should agree with them

And get quite upset when they don’t

Others often feel differently

They want to help others out

They like to sit and listen

They truly want to understand

Help others do their work

In peace and harmony

One wants it all their way

The other wants only to help

Neighborhood

There was a day

Long ago

Then we knew

Who our neighbor was

They were friends

And we were close

And we would

Help our neighbor out

They were there

In our need

You could always

Count on them

Those days are gone

Now we don’t

Ever know their name

And never talk

A neighborhood is

Just where we live

Rows of strangers

Living alone

Braver Man

He lived hard

Lived fast

But luck was

Rarely his

He got hurt

Many times

And with time

The pain grew

Till one day

He did do

Some act I

Could never do

Took a gun

With one shot

Stopped the pain

Made it end

That I could

Never do

He was

A braver man

Preside

Here and there

Along the way

People have thought

I should lead

But with much

Common sense

Thought that I

Should not do it alone

So I have had

A number of men

Who were there

To help

The very best

Work quite hard

And hit the ground

Running fast

Learn the job

Very fast

And yet right

To do it

And then was

Lesser men

Who needed just

A little push

To get them

Start off

And now and then

A little direction

And then a few

Who’d say they will

And here and there

They did it

And at last

There were a few

Who simply

Never did

Those who said

They would do

And then they

Never did

The best are

A joy to have

The others

Not so much

Layers

At a glance

I can see

There is something

I want to see

It is under

Many layers

It is hidden

From my sight

There are hints

Of each layer

There’s a hint

Of what’s beneath

I want to

Remove the layers

I want to

See what’s there

I wish there

Weren’t layers

Hiding what

I cannot see

Ball

I throw the ball

My dog watches

Get the ball say I

And he walks after it

Get it boy I shout

He keeps walking

Come on boy!

You can do it

As I watch

I start to wonder

He is after it

Isn’t he

What if not

Maybe just walking

Not playing

Just walking away

Not after the ball

Not going to play

Not going to play

Just walking away

Normal enough

Not bad looking

Not pretty though

Not too tall

Nor too short

Not to honest

Not to bad

Friendly

If after something

Helpful

If it helps her

Attractive

Went in need

Backstabbing

To get ahead

Fawning

To the powerful

Lying

When she can

Sharing

Went she must

Loving

Of all that is powerful

Searching

I travel searching

Looking every where

Finding no trace

No tracks or spoor

There seems no prey

Hurt without fruit

Need will be unfulfilled

Hunger grows daily

Weakening the tribe

There must be

Some thing found

Some thing for all

To dull the need

To end hunger

Bringing some hope

Still I hunt

Seeking searching

Where is hope

To help the need

Of the tribe

For one more day

Candy store

Here I stand

Nose against