Looking back

By William A. Kofoed

William A. Kofoed was born in Logan Utah. He now lives in Magna Utah. He was a member of Mormon Youth Chorus and the Jay Welch Chorale. He is a published photographer. He started writing poetry in high school and he has been published in Poetry Quarterly, Utah Life and The Route 7 Review among others.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Nov 21, 2021
• ISBN: 9781794787230

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Preface

I started printing these books to have my

poems bound together nicely instead of just a collection in a three ring binder somewhere.

When I started I never dreamed I would in time become a published poet.

And still as I write this I don’t believe these books of mine will ever sell

Gaia’s Crown

Rooted in Gaia dark and deep

Mother of all that lives

It gathers power strong and old

Forces that all living share

And with water fresh

From which springs all

Grows upward to the wind

Air that all living breathe

And with Fire given spark of life

Spirit that burns in all

Mixing earth and Water and air

Grows to rise high above all

Into the light of sun

Gaia own fire

Home to birds and those that climb

Shades for all upon the ground

Fruit for living to share

Gaia gifts for all that lives

Crown of green in the sky

Sitting still

Sitting still in deep thought

As my heart longs out for you

For the comfort the fills my heart

Then you are here at my side

That my arm around you holds

Face within your hair so soft

Breathe together two as one

Hearts that beat as like a bird’s wing

Passion, which always does grow

When together we are as one

Still yet now I sit alone

My cannot you now hold

Your heart beats not at my side

Memories are now all I hold

Till with joy at your return

Your face again I will behold

We will touch then again

And again we will be as one

Teach the Children

As we live every day

All we do and all we say

Watched by eyes young and new

Learning what they will say and do

Formed to be much like us

Their life is shaped every day

It will not be learned in school

But in our life’s they will be taught

In our home their world formed

That they think and how they judge

All the people that they see

They will see just as we

As we live and as we do

This is how their life will be to

My Words

Long ago when I was young

Lived in a duplex, my friend too

Together we spent much time too

Growing and learning together us

And had I little care of the words

That we shared and together used

Then I started school

The teacher told my parents curl

She had some bad news

My words by then were very bad

When spoke I you could not understand

Many long years at great expense

Doctors taught me some words to use

This did not my schooling help

Trying to learn the right way to spell

And other children were very cruel

So my life was very hard

My best friend then was me

So alone I chose to be

Now my words are quite good

Though some what quaint and out of date

Forced Short

Structure thought pressed to form

Words with meaning but little else

Measured mainly to pass a test

To have a purpose beyond just that

What are the words I should write

Meaning to give the words I choose

Ice cream suit

I heard a man say

Just the other day

He needed to buy

An ice cream suit

Wow thought I

What flavor

Maybe rocky road

Or strawberry

Even vanilla

Would be fine

You would need

To eat it fast

Before it melted

On you

Sail away

Standing here and looking west

Down upon the water so blue

And the waves on the sea

Gulls do fly over my head

Their cries do fill the air

And the breeze in full of salt

Calls to me to come sail away

Leave behind the world I know

Leave behind my cares

The wide world is there to see

Sailing across the waves

Distance lands and people new

Many things I do not know

All are waiting there for me

Just to go and sail away

Looking into the setting sun

So far beyond this land

Gulls flying back to the sea

Their cries do call to me

Right prevails

In morning light

Before the sun

Both stands

In prayer

Praying that right

Will win this day

For both know

They are right

They stand with God

And all that is right

Their cause is just

And good for all

And in the end

Right will prevail

Neither one will stop

And ask if they

Might some how

Be wrong

That the Lord may

Not agree with them

And that their cause

Be wrong

Their cause be not

His will

So they stand

In the morning light

Each one prays

To win

Knowing that they both

Are right

And that they

Will win the day

Donuts

In truth I must admit

Donuts call out to me

Chocolate or maple

Sugar or glazed

It matters not

At all to me

How can I

Pass them by

Walk on and let

Them be

Surely it is not

A bad thing

To eat one

Every day

A few calories

I may get

But some walking

Will fix that

Just a donut

Or two or three

Every time I go

To the store

The donuts

Call to me

Too many

When a piano

I do hear

Quite often