If I could, I would…

It’s been a very long time since I’ve felt like writing a poem. Or anything at all really. But somehow, this afternoon, I’ve had need of writing something. I’d be lying if I didn’t say it was inspired by my recent troubles. It’s about (E). It’s how I feel. Useless, helpless, vulnerable. Incomplete.

It has two distinct verses, but both use rhyming couplets. They’re simple but it’s the first one in a long time that has spoken to me emotionally. 

I miss (E) but there’s nothing I can do to change things… If I could, I would…

If I could, I would…

If I were a warrior, then I would but fight

If I were a god, then my enemies I would smite,

If I were a sailor, I would swim the seven seas,

If I were an outlaw then, of course, I’d sin for fees.

If I were a fisherman, I would catch a fish,

If I were a healer, I would make a wish,

If I were a surgeon, I would make a stitch,

If I were a sorcerer, then I would bewitch,

If I were a gardener, I would plant foxglove,

So, when I was a lover, all I’d do was love.


I cannot fight, acceptably,

And cannot beat my enemy.

I cannot swim the seas,

Nor fish too well it seems,

But one thing I know how to do,

Is love you like the sky is blue.

You’ll know this truth, of that I swear,

You’ll feel it when, my soul, I bare,

For you, my dear, you do deserve,

The fullest love, without reserve.



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