Poems - JP Melville

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 w...

Rain 1988   jp Have you ever noticed Tears whelm in your eyes, Flow down your face When you remembered how you loved someone Who just walked past your place, You didn't step outside To stop them and say hello; You said because the rain came down, Because they would too soon be gone While you put your wretched shoes on, Or you argued it wasn't worth it - They are just a memory To come alive one brief, rainy moment In the drizzle inside your head - Or maybe you told yourself That you had better things to do, That cleaning the house or reading, Studying, or anything Was logically more important to you, That that person walking by With a smile in the rain Whom you hadn't seen For you don't know how many years Wasn't really of any consequence, That the hot wetness on your cheeks Was not really tears; And the rain pounded down a little harder Running in rivulets down the window pane, Smear...

Stand Up, Girl. 21 october 2018 jp melville Fuck me she said Up against the wall She screamed I’m wet I want you from behind So she turned and I did And we married soon thereafter And she fucked me from behind She did. “You know…”, as they say in drawl and slang Which means you don’t know, but you’re listening “What I meant to say was…”, but it is too late now And the damage done. Fuck me from upside down And I come and you scream But I don’t forget what you said was Was not what you said in rewriting history. If you want equality What you said is what you said was And the bruise on your child’s face was The blood from my nose was The smashed guitar glasses porcelain figurine was What you did not what you said was That is the responsibility. For after all We own up equally When you beg Demand for Fuck for And take (Not away from me). Stand up, girl. Own it. After all its our shared hi...