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Hope Mindfulness Nature Parenting Poem Poetry Writing

Through Emerald Eyes

1. I saw an army of righteous green soldiers, spines erect, facing away from the wind to trick the opposition into doubting their strength. 2. Another day, a thousand brushes— great green swaths of them,…

MelindaJuly 31, 2023

Hope Mindfulness Nature Writing

A 2022 Story, Part 7

A 2022 Story, Part 7 You can read part 6 here: https://www.melindacoppola.com/a-2022-story-part-6/ Part 7 A spark of something wonderful rose inside Little Stream as she waited for Wee Lily Pond to push her towards…

MelindaMay 10, 2023

Death and Dying Healing Mindfulness Nature Spirituality Women's Issues Writing

A 2022 Story, Part 6

And why, you might be asking, is she still working on a 2022 story? We are, after all, a few sturdy strides into 2023 spring. The answer is in the story itself. If you’ve been…

MelindaMarch 25, 2023

Autism Bink Healing Parenting Poem Poetry Singing

(She is) Unbroken

Unbroken There were times I imagined you different. My young mother mind pictured you— normal, typical, non-disabled. I can’t use those words anymore for their opposites evoke— lack, absence, tragedy, and you, my child, are…

MelindaJanuary 31, 2023

Family Love Meditation Nature Poem Poetry Writing

Sixty Unplugged Minutes with my Love

I used a text to carve an island from a Thursday in two overloaded lives. I typed 10 to 11 Walk with me. Moose Hill. I meant Come. To the refuge down the road, the…

MelindaMay 5, 2022

Death and Dying Love Mindfulness Nature Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing Yoga Yogabilities™

All This Joy, All This Sorrow

Monday, March 28, morning. It’s snowing as I write this. Big, fluffy flakes that arrive past the date of our northern hemisphere Spring equinox. I wonder if they know they won't accumulate. If they did…

MelindaMarch 28, 2022

Autism Bink Family Love Parenting Poem Poetry Singing Writing

Categorically Speaking

Dubbed One name for a collection of can’ts, of never wills and less-thans, a singular bucket into which they dump the myriad ways she comes up short. Autism. The rusty scuttle whose name expands to…

MelindaApril 14, 2021

Love Mindfulness Poem Spirituality Writing

LATELY

The ground seems foreign, new roots and stones anchored in the middle of familiar paths, and my feet stumble more, much more. Are you stumbling too? Such heavy air, a downward press on the shoulders…

MelindaSeptember 26, 2020

Love Meditation Mindfulness Nature Writing

Time, Place, Classroom

WHEN The world gets so noisy. Too many voices straining, pushing past their natural limits to be heard. Our small ears can’t discern provenance or factuality. Reactions quicken, turning knee-jerk, protective. WHERE There is the…

MelindaJune 3, 2020

Love Mindfulness Poem Poetry Spirituality Writing

Imagine the Harvest

Mercy What if we had drills, not just for disasters, fires and hurricanes, not just for active school shooters and any possible terrorisms both foreign and domestic, what if we had rigorous training in kindnesses:…

MelindaNovember 27, 2019

Sixty Unplugged Minutes with my Love

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