So Now I Love You in My Mind
a love poem using only four-letter words
I long to love you once more
To kiss your lips
To hold your face in my hand
To look into your eyes
And see all my life
And all my love
In you
As you look back at me
With that same love
The ache in my soul
To hear you
To talk to you
To tell you how much
I love you
Just one more time
But now you are gone
What the Lord God gave to me
He took back
Half of me went away
And all of me died that day
I can’t go to you
For now you lie in soil
And I can’t love you
The way I used to
So now I love you
In my mind
About the Creator
Rae Fairchild (MRB)
I love to write; putting pen to paper fills my heart and calms my soul!
Rae Fairchild is my pen name. (Because why not? Pseudonyms are cool!)
I do publish elsewhere under my real name, Mary Rae Butler. (Fairchild, an old family surname.)
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Taken Aboard
This poem was written in response to the Rattle® Poetry Ekphrastic Challenge for May 2023 and was ultimately not selected. You can find more information here. https://www.rattle.com/ekphrastic/ The image that this poem was specifically written about can be found here. (May 2023 - Carmella Dolmer's “A Lonesome Border”) https://i0.wp.com/www.rattle.com/ekphrasis/EC23May.jpg?ssl=1
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Comments (2)
Beautiful! Well crafted.
Good job I like it