These four poems by Melinda Walker explore themes of finding love in later life, and the creative and transformative power of loving another…
by: Melinda Walker
Eclipse Of the Moon in Sydney
I thought she
would disappear
but a globe of orange
burnished caramel
moon rose
though clouded sky
to vanish momentarily,
appear again
with jaunty black lace cloud tendril hat.
and as the moon rose higher
through the darkened yet
illumined sky,
I knew our thrilling tryst was over
as my thoughts turned
to my human lover again.
A full Scorpio sun rose
through tranquil sleeping sky,
from that first gold spark.
I thought of you, my new lover
and your instant beaming warmth,
your rapid ascent through the
heavens of my heart.
The sun and moon are constant
though they come and go
And I do not really know you yet.
You must not fear
You must not fear
that you’ll
forget the sensual kisses
of your lover.
Time differences
and distances could
not erase the memory of kisses and eyes and tenderness
that opened us beneath the warmth of a Scorpio Sun.
New blossoms are already on their way
and all we have to do is gather them up.
Long Distance Love
The music stand is where we left it.
I watch our ghosts, as your taloned fingers move,
strings vibrate, our voices blend
as when rising to meet you,
my body sings at your touch,
and our secrets meet.
Last week’s candlelight illuminates the dining room
valentines lilies have opened , waft their heady scent
to catch my breath.
I have not lighted the bedroom candles since you left.
But I shall tonight.
wait for the next time we rest on silken pillows
watch flickering shadows,
find each other
again. And again.
In the kitchen your marigold hands have washed dishes
while I laid out breakfast,
fed the cat. I am happy.
Happier than before, in these ordinary, extraordinary times,
with you.
Humanity
Humanity
stares back at me
from future past
that did not last
the rhetoric
that killed the sick
still hangs in air
thick with despair
the old, the young
whose bones are strung
as from guitars
on blood red stars
cry on the wind
our dreams were pinned
on plates that spined
Humanity
Such a fragile web
From birth to death
Melinda Walker has worked as a successful actress in the UK. She is now a practising psychotherapist. Melinda sings in a band. She has written from a young age.
