Poems - JP Melville

I Met You 2020 jp melville I met you upon a platform nowhere here one day… Neither yours nor my train nor station But there I you we were was… On platforms not of our own making. Hey: This aft about 2 good. You choose spot. I am mobile so wherever. “Little Victories,” you wrote… That those v’s would grow so, oh… Even with the white boys golfing on land claimed by others… Oh… indigenous people’s day… You said, “Buzzkill”. I said, “I am indigenous”. Both of us knowing that neither of us right or wrong: Both born on and in and through the land that gave us citizenship… That in any other language gave us native ethnic rooted rights… For I am not a colour Nor are you a history We are the child born… So we put aside our victories… Over each other… pale limpid constructs that they are… Those we have won and those for which we or others fight… I you we are not an ideology… God knows that love is...

Songs to Love 27 October 2019 jp melville Oh lies of equality and sex monopolizing gender Take me on I bring songs to love Ambiguity, complementarity, duality, union Songs to love I bring. I know a poem is supposed to be beautiful, While lies are not, So to write of beautiful things like The ambiguity of love The complementarity of woman and man The duality of two that can only manifest as one The union that is never entente and always at play, I weep undermined by the lies of equality and sex As though the cognitive dissonance of false truths As though gender is a pre-determinant Are how we ought and only live And there is no beauty in them. My self is hijacked by economics I battle for pay equity and pitch my worth identity by income My power is hijacked by politics I battle for positioning in hierarchy and establish antagonism by deb...