To sit is a blessed thing To sing a song while you sit And put out your hat while you sing Wearing dignified clothing While people fill your Cavernous hat with silver To be naked beneath those silken clothes To grow feathers through your nakedness…

When I die, paint wings across my skull & lipstick on my smile. Death is awful, but I do not want to be a reminder of the inevitable, the unknown, the void that calls from busy intersections, high places. Imagine me as an angel in…

there are no doors to knock on no paper to write on no land to walk on only water We die thinking about what we have learned how our lives could have taken a different turn Centuries later Humankind will evolve into mermaids…

Caffeine patrols, Sugar rush Guilty as charged We keep marchin’ on. A brand new world awaits me today Imagination is on the loose and creativity re-fueled.  Let’s paint this town red. -Janice Raquela Mendonca

Sit and wonder what tomorrow holds; flipping through channels. Confused by the hours on the clock; it is always today. A reminder rings, an echoed thought. Wash and rinse, brush and rinse, swoosh and rinse; kind of makes you thirsty. Remember to remember. Goodnight. Sunrise,…

The world has come to an end It’s a sea of black And I can’t find my friend The world has come to an end There was a bang and a crash My cell phone rang The world has come to an end He managed…

There is no darkness only light i see coral oranges and teal blues i see anger…I see rocking chairs I feel questions I hear pain this is my book of genesis I have no illusions on how I came to be i moved into a womb…

Love landed squarely so In my lap my heart did grow as tall as sunflower as wide as the sea There was no containing You plus me.   C. Churchill    

Why did it come so easily to mind, the decision to change my life? Just a spark, a passing notion one lazy summer day. That zing set me on a new adventure. In theory it’s exciting, not scary at all. A new purpose, bringing with…

Tears blur the lights shining on the street. Perhaps the rain gutters will catch the overflow. Each breath is matched with a step, the further I get, the easier it will become. Keys jingle, leashes clatter, a symphony of people coming home from their day…