Love Making Rise Again

2000 and 2020

jp melville

I step back four years,

A memory where she touched me,

My shoulder,

Otherwise silence.

It has rained today.

Leaves of the salt stunted leaves mostly fallen.

Yellowed in strange sickly way.

As I am estranged from the woman with whom I bore children.

Our intimacy passionless.

We are technical in our communication.

Needs of the children, necessities of the day.

Love making long gone,

Washed away with demands for speed and headaches and cold condoms.

The earth’s rest is the rest we all seek.

Time to sleep, time to awake, time to work, time to love in autumn’s splendour.

My lust, my desire, seeking home in which to blossom.

I know from those whom I have loved, made love to, shared.

I know them still and they flower in their worlds.

While mine is an absence growing vaster, bleaching sensation, insidious demise.

Life is such a strange companion, with whom we joust,

To which we play, and in whose mercy we submit.

Odd I find myself quieter, a stranger in a strange land,

Where love’s gone dormant, has no appetite, no wonder, no joy.

But I am happy enough.

Comforted in knowing that this will all pass.

For passion arises in faithfulness.

And faith I still do have.

I feel the twinkle in my eyes….

Poems - JP Melville