KENNETH FORDHAM Poems

A Trail To My Heart

Withdrawn from troubles,
My cloudy existence,
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The fog has moved in,
The night is so dark.
Where do I begin?
Not a good night for the park.
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Wagons in a circle,
Campfires are blazing,
The night is so peaceful,
Tango music playing.
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I read your words and feel your love, and think to myself am I the only one. Does she really and truly love me and only me, or is there another? How can she just love me? She is so beautiful, such fun, and any man would want her as I do. And I want her more than anything else on this planet. To love, cherish, and adore for the rest of my life. But how can this be? How can we do this? Why is life so difficult at times?
Where do we go from here?
So many questions
With no answers.
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Men cannot be poets,
Or so it seems in life,
The people that should know it,
Their words do strife.
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I cant wait to hear the mockingbird sing,
Then we will know we are into spring.
I have been waiting for such a long time,
Never debating natures determined mind.
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We Kiss, A Whisper

I am sitting in the dark,
I hear your voice, a whisper,
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When we were so young,
Many years ago,
We told our secrets,
That no one could know.
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You are lost in your own mind,
Where will you go from here?
Waiting for someone to find,
And bring back your cheer.
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I sit, my soul in solitude,
Withered heart slowly beating,
Missing your divine gaze,
You out of the multitude.
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