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.

Charity

​​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.

Charity

Trees ~ Photographs by Charity Janisse ©2016 Photos Taken in 2012/2013 With iPhone 4

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. 

Charity

I fell fast and quick
just slipped
right into love or something like that...
with you.
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.

Charity 2013