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Autism Bink Family Parenting Poem Poetry Spirituality Uncategorized Writing

7 AM, Redux

Dear Reader, I'm so pleased to share my first of three finalist poems from the Songs of Eretz poetry contest. Though I didn't win first place this year, each finalist poem is eligible for the…

MelindaFebruary 20, 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

Nature Poem Poetry Writing

When overwhelmed, lavender. When nerves fray, pockets empty, mind seems a tangle of wires, crossed and stripped— lavender. When ears ring, head throbs, eyes tire and lose focus from the too-muchness of it all— lavender.…

MelindaFebruary 1, 2018

Bink Writing

Putting My Foot Down

Putting my Foot Down I’m no stranger to disability. I’ve been Bink’s mom for 25 years. I know lots of individuals with varied special needs, some of them my Yogabilities™ students. I count a few…

MelindaJanuary 26, 2018

Autism Bink Family Parenting Writing

Inappropriate THIS

Inappropriate this I love Caillou. For those who are unacquainted, this is a cartoon show about a little boy by this name, geared to toddlers. “Yes,and….” you might say. Well, my twenty-five year old daughter…

MelindaJanuary 9, 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 Parenting Writing

The Man in the Grocery Line

Certain special needs are invisible, or really hard to spot. This can include Autism, in some people. That isn’t Bink’s reality, though. Anyone of the neurotypical persuasion who takes more than a minute to observe…

MelindaNovember 23, 2017

Family Poetry Singing Spirituality Uncategorized Women's Issues Writing

Inner Child Remembers

Before The Tax that adolescence imposes on body, mind, and spirit, probably in that order, there were hearty chunks of time that were some sort of unencumbered. Inner Child remembers discovering the fairies living well…

MelindaNovember 14, 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

7 AM, Redux

Tenure

Lavender