Letting go

Bink Family Parenting Poem Poetry Uncategorized Writing

Your Repose

I'm pleased to share this poem, which made its debut yesterday, in the Songs of Eretz Poetry Journal. I've included my poet's notes, which that particular editor requires, as well as his comments. I'm grateful…

MelindaMarch 21, 2018

Family Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Deliverance

Remembering my father 1. The night your own difficult breath awakened you, your lungs spent from trying, and you sensed your heart, that grieving well, slowing almost imperceptibly, and your legs and arms refused command…

MelindaMarch 15, 2018

Uncategorized

Barry of the Wind

The Names Project, AIDS Memorial Quilt Have you ever dreamed someone alive again, someone long dead, whose memory visits rarely? Have you seen the watery shine of his eyes, smelled the shampoo lingering in her…

MelindaMarch 8, 2018

Poem Poetry Uncategorized Writing

Tenure

I offer you gifts of words newly strung and tender, strong and sometimes proud, words that are still humming with the cadence of my beating heart from which poems burst forth onto the page. I…

MelindaFebruary 8, 2018

Poem Poetry Writing

Poems, Interrupted

My poems want to begin, lately, with waking from a dream, at dawn, midnight, 3 am or other portentous digits. The words insist on that inherent drama, dance between two…

MelindaJanuary 7, 2018

Cats Family Spirituality Writing

It’s a Good Thing

The View from Here Hello from my couch, where I’ve been planted for the majority of my waking hours for the past twenty five days. Who’s counting? I sure am. I’ve been following doctor’s orders…

MelindaJanuary 3, 2018

Autism Bink Family Parenting Women's Issues Writing

Caregiver’s Lament

I’m on the couch, somewhere in between sitting and reclining. My right leg is extended out in front of me, clad in a cast to the knee and elevated on an ottoman with a large…

MelindaDecember 18, 2017

Poem Poetry Writing

On Technology, Mobility, and Relinquishing Control

Techno Turbulence, with Mobility Hiatus Ahead The daylight came, an everyday miracle and I rose to it with pure intentions. My poet’s heart drummed insistent rhythm, and I sang along with equanimity. Thing one: A…

MelindaDecember 6, 2017

Nature Poem Poetry Singing Spirituality Writing

From the First of November, 2017

Because sometimes it takes a whole month to write it down. I type with hands that are redolent with garlic, onion, and freshly grated ginger. Today contains a chunk of time for cooking, with hearty…

MelindaNovember 30, 2017

Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Uncategorized Writing

Autographing Autumn

I was walking, first field-- verdant, moist , glorious carpet of greens, and the woods edged closer, with a beckoning trail, and then the floor was pine needles, punctuated with wily old roots in no…

MelindaOctober 22, 2017