One Poem by Joshua Kepfer

 

Fool’s Gold 

 

When	all	I	ever	find	is	fool’s	gold,
can	I	search	for	something	real?	Then	when
I	travelled	far	and	wide	to	find	you,
finally,	all	searching	ceased.	To	make	you,	too,
be	for	forever.	To	test	you,	some	have
completed	what	and	find	what?	A	real	purpose.

 

When	can	I	finally	be	completed?
All	I	travelled,	all	for	what
I	search	far,	searching	forever	and
ever	for	and	ceased	to	find.
Find	something	wide	to	test	what
is	real.	To	make	you	a
fool’s,	then	find	you	some	real
gold.	When	you,	too,	have	purpose.

 

 

Joshua Kepfer lives in California, where he enjoys exploring the mountains and the ocean with his wife and daughter. He has work published in Abstract Magazine, Coffin Bell Journal, Peregrine Journal, Merganser Magazine, Garfield Lake Review, Tiny Seed Journal, Green Shoe Sanctuary, Press Pause Press, and Azure: A Journal of Literary Thought.