Writing

Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

My Calling

From an Inky Path writing prompt “ Writers Manifesto for Hard Times”, about finding your own unique contribution to addressing the challenges of our times. As I was finishing this, I received a call from…

MelindaJanuary 18, 2017

Autism Bink Nature Parenting Writing

Dear November

Dear November, It is a month of tributes to poetry, 30 poems in 30 days in some circles. So, being a bit amiss, Miss Construed, I write a letter instead. You are special…

MelindaNovember 4, 2016

Autism Parenting Poem Poetry Uncategorized Writing

Autism Nation

Autism Nation My same different daughter at twenty three years, is riddled with anxiety and complicated fears Loose beads with holes -- they should be on a string! -- and thunder and lightening, that power…

MelindaSeptember 27, 2016

Art Parenting Poem Poetry Women's Issues Writing

SORRY

A woman and her young daughter walked by me, heading opposite, Art by Bink. Looks like a girl flying to me! on the narrow sidewalk outside the Y this morning. I’m sorry, Older She said…

MelindaSeptember 21, 2016

Crushes Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Love letter to the morning

Love Letter to the Morning There is much they don’t know. Our history, the ways we cleaved together and then peeled apart. How you went on without me, blithely, and I mourned you even when…

MelindaSeptember 14, 2016

Poem Poetry Uncategorized Writing

Pavement Dream

The cashier in the grocery store knows your secrets. So does the young man who bags your fruit, fish, shampoo, Together in one thin plastic bag Groaning towards the floor as you leave, hastily. If…

MelindaAugust 26, 2016

Autism Bink Parenting Uncategorized Writing

Write her

Bink at the beach, watercolor by Melinda THE WHY NOT THEN When my daughter (alias Bink) was younger, sometimes friends or family would say,” Why don’t you write about her?” I was dismissive, back then.…

MelindaAugust 18, 2016

Poem Poetry Spirituality Uncategorized Writing

Between Faith and The Cable News

As far as I can tell, we still revolve, this planet with people sticking out all over it, around the sun. Seems we still burn, and tan, and crops still turn towards something in the…

MelindaAugust 8, 2016

Writing

Not Writing

Doing anything to avoid writing is the hardest work, working these twin dwellings; body and house. Each provides chores; endless spin cycles of exercise, rest, toil, despair. I even find myself talking to my father,…

MelindaJune 12, 2016

Nature Spirituality Uncategorized Women's Issues Writing

On growing and knowing

wisdom tree The older I get the less I know. I woke with these words in my mouth, and they taste both new and true. My birthday has arrived and this one is significant somehow…

MelindaMay 23, 2016