Apple Days
To hear me read this, click here: Don’t groan. There is room for another apple poem. No one is counting how many have been penned, sung, stamped into books and magazines. There is no…
Eloquence as Legacy
My mother Victoria took prolific notes. Her handwriting was an elegant cursive, quite different from my chicken scratch (that even I have difficulty deciphering sometimes). She penned lovely postcards during her travels. Clever greeting cards…
MelindaJuly 1, 2024
More Autism Awareness
For many folks on the autism spectrum, medical encounters are fraught with anxiety and fear. Sensory issues, limited ability to understand procedures and express themselves, the speed at which things are expected to proceed, traumatic…
MelindaApril 9, 2024
These Monikered Months
A month of daffodils is upon us. Yay, spring!! April has been branded both Autism Awareness Month and National Poetry Month. Here you go, then, a post that covers both. I’ve shared this poem before,…
MelindaApril 2, 2024
Anxiety, the unwelcome house guest (who never seems to leave).
An older painting I did of Bink stimming at the beach. Agita Sometimes I think there four of us making a life inside this sweet gray house. Add the felines, we make a quirky…
MelindaFebruary 28, 2024