Poetry

Alone, I am island

Photographer unknown. I am an unpopulated island in a teeming quicksilver sea. I am a sturdy outcropping, raw, rocky, ravaged by two thousand years of volcanoes, seismic shifts. I am a testimony to the chaos…

MelindaMarch 9, 2017

Poem Poetry Uncategorized Writing

Seeing Through

I am so pleased to share that the poem below was published on the Songs of Eretz Poetry Review yesterday! If you want to see the actual page with the Editor's choice of photo, and…

MelindaFebruary 10, 2017

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 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

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

Meditation Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing Yoga

ON SILENCE

Absence of noise It’s not that I enter into this thing called silence. I don't let it in or go out to find it. Silence is my natural state. It’s the vast patience of the…

MelindaApril 28, 2016