She was a long way from home
I knew the look
I had seen it in the mirror more than once.
Another cup of coffee
A late night walk on the shore
A cigarette with a friend
Then off to the next town.
I found the place between tree branches and sky
I took a moment and climbed inside
I lost myself there
And loved what came after the moment
I lost myself there
I became peace
I became a branch high in the shadows of the tree
I became a wisp of air that blew through those branches.
I was the dirt that the roots dug in and clung to
And I was the roots enjoying the deep cool of the earth surrounding me.
I found the place between tree branches and sky
I climbed inside and I stayed for the night
I saw my breath against the morning light
And I thanked the universe for encircling me
Somewhere within the shadow of it’s wing
And allowing me a moment of peace
A moment of forgetting to be myself or anyone else in between…
The dirt, the sky and the branches of that tree.
Trees ~ Photographs by Charity Janisse ©2016 Photos Taken in 2012/2013 With iPhone 4
Nothing changes for me
as I reside inside
another shimmering night
the day comes and goes
and it takes me through
it's practiced methods
of surviving this life,
but then evening
with a swirl of her colored cape
splashing the sky with golden pink light
teasing the world
with a dizzying breath of beauty
just before night
and here I reside
a peaceful thought of you
inside a luxurious tune.
I take a breath
and pick up my pen again
I like my alone
I like my longing
I like my wandering
I like hiding out in a book
and I like this sheet of paper
and the way it invites my heart
to reveal every desire that I would never dare say
with my two lips aloud.
And here I am again
at days end again
residing alone inside
of another shimmering night.
He’d been on the road a long time.
Eventually his blue motorbike rusted and failed.
It didn't stop him though, from going the way he meant to go.
He left it in fallen leaves by the side of the road
And walked instead
The way he meant
On down the trail.
the other world
was so very real
that the wake up
caught me completely off gaurd
was so damn smooth
and the light
was green and white
the here surprises me
has remained so lucid today
though I am relatively sure I am awake....
too deeply into thought
and musings have me caught
a time between
the before and there after
with a soft ring of laughter
that runs through my mind
so pure, clear
like a stream
or an evening walk
through the wood
by my old red house
am I inside
or am I out
can I wrap my mind
the mood that lingers
from the other world
I fell fast and quick
right into love or something like that...
But the gates were closed
your walls tall stone above my head
with frozen snow dusting your chilly touch on my skin.
The last girl that passed through
had broken you...
You built your iron gates and brick walls high after that
then locked yourself into a painless, loveless hope for safety.
And I'm sorry that I met you after her
and not before.
It seams so rare
that we have a chance in life
to see the universe
from a completely different
to explore a realm
of life and humanity
and unchosen by our selves.
But it happens
and we are pulled
out of our element
beyond our comfort zone
into unchartered days
called upon to live in ways
we never imagined.
It can be frightening
and more difficult
than it seems like life should be
But I am beginning to realize
having faced one
just such experience
that it is more of an opportunity
than I would have previously thought.
A chance to step outside myself
see so far beyond my life
and the path I thought I had chosen
as if becoming so open
from the box I had agreed to live within
not realizing how amazing
all could be
on the outside
of my own reality.
I think it has made me better
I still have so much to learn
but I am glad for the difference
that I have seen
because now I know
how much more I am capable of
How much more I can accomplish
when the stakes are high
How hard I can work
for a purpose.
It's so strange
because now that this challenge
is seemingly over
atleast for the time being
I cannot go back
I cannot be who I was before
And I am finally
for the first time in my life
becoming aware of the fact
that if I had the chance
I would not want
to go back.
Charity April 2005
I returned my halo, I gave back my wings.
I was sent to be your angel and you would not let me be
A help, a love, a hope... not anything.
You closed your door, so eventually... I walked away.
The assignment was too damn difficult...
To bring happiness to one who would rather be sad.
To love one that does not desire my love.
To help one who is so sure he can do it all on his own.
Why try to open eyes that are more comfortable sealed shut.
You asked for me, chased after me and then chose not to let me be
The one that walks with you.
So I gave you back to the Universe
And I trust with me or not
You'll find your way to peace eventually my love
We all do.
Hear I am
An unwanted angel visiting earth
No halo no wings but I can fly when I need.
And as you have no need of me I'm free
So I am a traveler now, exploring this realm while I'm here
Offering my open hand and heart to others that may have need of a girl
That never fully belonged in this world
And they do. They call me beautiful, accept my help and even say thank you.
Through those others I've discovered
An unwanted angel can be of some use in this restless realm after all.
And because of that you were worth the fall.
After ever, after all.
And I am at peace if I am only to be
An unwanted angel traveling the earth.
She sets herself aside
in vacant moments
with a whisper to remind herself
of some sweet laughter on the air
catch a favor
touch the fabric
let it run
through your fingers
while you linger on the
of the essence
in this moment.
Was that the sun
sneaking through the kitchen window
casting it's yellow smile on the wall
was that the wind
teasing like hands through my hair
with the faint smell of fall
was that the morning
that crept through my bedroom window
announcing that another day has come
was that the evening
the darkening sky
filled with stars as bright
as a glistening look in your eye
was that the world
continuing to spin
and the moon and the sun in the sky
as they have always been
was that life living still
and time preceding
onward without stopping
could it be that days carry on
and seasons change throughout the year
and night turns into dawn
even without you here
and I would not have thought
that the universe would continue
or even I
as small as I may be
in the whole realm of all
could wake and leave my dreams
and step from one day to the next
without you here with me
was that the sun
shining through my kitchen window
casting it's yellow smile
on my face
was that smell of fall and the change of seasons
continuing in this place...
is it right that life should move forward and
that I should go on too
when I miss you more than ever before
and my heart will not stop aching
at the thought
Poems I've written over the course of my life and recently.