There is some wonder
there is a question
I am not at all sure
where the words come from
they seem strange to me often
like I never sent them
I don’t know where they’re from
I don’t know how there formed
the words that come from me
often puzzled me
sometimes I’m not at all sure
what the words are trying to say
the words just flow from somewhere
somehow something inside of me
have words that I don’t use
thoughts I wonder at
questions I can’t answer
the words just flow
they come from somewhere
it is hard to overcome the fear of rejection
it is hard to stand in front of a crowd and read your own works
it is hard to get a hundred rejections
to get the one glorious acceptance
it is hard to spend many many hours
working at the craft without writing poetry at all
it is hard to take your works and send them off
into the dark unknown of cyberspace
and wait for months
I started writing poetry in high school and never stopped. In 2003 I published Shadows of Footsteps as an eBook. I kept on writing and adding poem to the book till 2016. Then I decided to self-publish it as a paperback book that could be sold in book stores.
Self-publishing was so rewarding that it rekindled my write to a greater pace that ever before. I then wrote and published Reflections in the Twilight, 2017 and Looking to the Light, 2017.
Then I decide to submitted poems to poetry journals and learned that they wouldn’t take any poems from the first three books because they were in print. So then I wrote Shouting in the Wind, 2018
And now Looking Back, 2018 I published them for only my private use so that I could submitted their poems to poetry journals.
Since then I have had four poems in print in poetry journals. So you may buy my first three books but cannot buy the two since that point in time.
So this is my publications;
Shadows of Footsteps, 2003
Reflections in the Twilight, 2017
Looking to the Light, 2017
Shouting in the Wind, 2018
Poetry Quarterly – Fall 2017, Gentle Thoughts
Utah Life Magazine – March/April 2018, Spring Time
Looking Back, 2018
Poetry Quarterly – Spring 2018, Teach to Write
Utah Life Magazine – May/June 2018, Skydiving
You can see some of my poems here;
I has a youtube channel, https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCprIXBJR0qY2voBDuUAmyyQ
a blog, https://williamakofoed.wordpress.com
and a webpage, http://www.kofoedprojects.com.
It seems to me and my limited time associating with other poets that poets come into different types there are the very studious ones who work very hard at writing correct proper poetry and there are performers who live for the thrill the crowd and the Roar of the Applause and do care little for the correctness and form of the poems they write and perform
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 has been published twice published by Poetry Quarterly and twice published by Utah Life. He has written and published four books of poetry; Shadows of Footsteps, 2016, Reflections in the Twilight, 2017, Looking to the Light, 2017 and Shouting in the Wind.,2018. He is currently working on his fifth book, Looking Back. He began writing in High School.
He struggled a long bent and worn
Carrying with him all that he possessed
Watching him in her compassion stirred
A desire to help to his life to change
And to lift him up along his way
Tired and worn his pride not got yet gone
He would from her have turned away
But she would not let him pass
Without somehow to help him out
With patience long and loving dear
She spoke to him to let her help
A meal was bought and help was given
And yet from him she did not want to walk
A need was felt some how to change
Uplift his life, change his ways
To give to him what he did not have
Yet he would not let her it give
Sorrowing did she then turn away
Parting sad at so little help
She went her way as he did his
from Ricky Nelson
‘You see, ya can’t please everyone, so ya got to please yourself’.
Sometimes you have to draw a line. People don’t always want what you want and don’t always feel the way you do.
Sometimes all you can do is walk away.