Serendipity

it’s not in the way that you breathe
between each breath
as your voice unfolds
it’s not in the way that you sway
from side to side
when the beat is right

it’s just in the way
it’s all in the way
that I see you there
behind the wall
too far to grasp
or hold at all

and it’s killing me slowly
as I walk away from you
unable to tell you
that this just might be
serendipity

it’s not in the way that you stare
across the crowd
or an empty room
it’s not in the way that you shine
without a light
as you stand alone

it’s just in the way
it’s all in the way
that I see you there
behind the wall
too far to grasp
or hold at all

and it’s killing me slowly
as I walk away from you
unable to tell you
that this just might be
serendipity

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Broken Heart Has No Home

It’s fifteen minutes from 4 am as I lay here again
another sleepless night found me
it’s never been my friend
and I woke up with you on my mind
it’s not my intention, I’m not that blind

I know you’ve moved on
and I wish you well
I know you’ve moved on
but there is something I have to tell

It’s always cold in the morning
when I wake up next to you
the ghost of your body
reminds me that it’s true

I know, you know
we gave it all we could
I know, you know
unspoken words, misunderstood
I know, you know
a broken heart has no home

It’s fifteen minutes from 8 am as I sit and stare
the coffee’s brewed, the dog is fed
I still wonder how much you care
and I chase your face from my mind
If I leave you there, I will unwind

I know you’ve moved on
and I wish you well
I know you’ve moved on
but there is something I have to tell

It’s always silent at this table
when I turn to talk to you
the death of your voice
reminds me that it’s true

I know, you know
we gave it all we could
I know, you know
unspoken words, misunderstood
I know, you know
a broken heart has no home

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Beauty

Roadside

never doubt
that beauty is never far
from the road less traveled
when seen in the distance
all that seems unattainable
is always within reach

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I Will Cover You

I’ll carry water to the mountain
and salt for the wounds
for the growing admiration
I am weakened by the swoon

what a brilliant invitation
to lay colors in my view
giving spark to caged desires
that are yearning to break through

cover me with your affection
as if that is your intention

I’m not one for interpretation
you see, I don’t know how to dance
but if words have no boundaries
then love might grace chance

cover me with your affection
and if that is your intention
then I will cover you
I will cover you

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The Rise

rise

as the shade from the weeping willow tree
comes creeping towards my fears
I clutch the ground beneath my knees
and wipe away false tears

nothing stands beneath me
that I can’t keep below
I’ve played that song a million times
it’s got no where to grow

rhyme and reason has its place
and its journey has held me strong
shifting my heart’s perspective
as I’ve stumbled along

with half this life behind me
and half yet to reveal
no step without purpose
regardless of appeal

falling down is easy
some days I trip on my own thoughts
but nothing is like rising
and the rise
oh, yes, the rise
is worth more than the cost

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has it…

has it always been this silent?
even when
the rain shatters its layers
against the roof
in tormenting rhythm
like ancient drums
pulsating from legends
of past lives
haunting and telling

has it always been this dark?
even when
the sunlight shears its rays
through the trees
in cutting lines
like painted strokes
wisped from brushes
of past artists
daring and vibrant

has it always been this empty?
or has my mind
found something so deep,
so consequential,
that nothing
can disturb its intent
to allow me
to ever feel again?

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drowning

she stood next to me
basking in the burn
of the love that I poured
onto her
she tried to reflect it back
onto me
and for moments,
ones that I turned into porcelain,
I felt the heat

resonating with what was always
just outside of my grasp
I swallowed every whisper
she sent to me
so much so
that I never allowed myself
to breathe

and I drowned

and she swam away

and now,
hundreds of sunsets passed,
I try to take a breath
and I choke
because the fumes
she left inside of me
like residue
around a cold glass of water,
in the heat of a summer’s day,
are more interesting
than what is left to drink

so I find myself
drowning
yet again

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footprints

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the goal was never
for you to be the one
to mend my heart

you became the sand
between my toes
that stayed behind

as I walked on through
this ever changing storm
that I was born unto

give me hope
that my footprints
won’t wash away

nothing to say
nothing to do

but let me go
what frees me
frees you

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i tell myself

the wind keeps
changing direction
the clouds keep
secluding the light

and i tell myself
i should know by now
i should know
what’s good for me
and what flame
will just burn right down

and i tell myself
to wait patiently
something’s good
waiting on me

the ground keeps
shaking the firm
the roots keep
reaching for depths

and i tell myself
to wait patiently
something’s good
waiting on me

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falling love

when love is swirling
like leaves
down from limbs
in autumn’s crisp air

let her hit you
and watch her recede

like leaves
back into earth’s skin
to perish and nourish
through winter’s gray

then to bloom
and explode

into passionate pedals
of a hope filled spring

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