Monthly Archives: February 2021

Under the Stump

Posted on February 8, 2021 by sputterpub

The Trump remove is like an autumn leaf.The green is gone and what remains appearsattractive – varied colors, change motif –but moribund in fact, as winter nears.

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Unwelcome Warmth

Posted on February 7, 2021 by sputterpub

I can’t hold climate change at bay, and suremy situation could be so much worse.My habitat is sturdy and secure(remodel took a chunk out of my purse).So my complaint is mild – I’d reversethe forecast trend, away from early warmthat … Continue reading →

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Ants

Posted on February 6, 2021 by sputterpub

I spent my early childhood back East(Manhattan-born, Long Island reared to 8),and sure I have strong memories, not leastthe insects Mom would burn to death or bait.She never minded summer fireflies.She swatted other bugs and was appalledwhenever ants invaded. She’d … Continue reading →

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Don’t Just Say No

Posted on February 5, 2021 by sputterpub

Distrusting where conflicted interests tend,we say avoid appearance, even thoughthere’s evidence our characters can wendthrough complicated thickets. Stop and Goare terminals with infinite between.Black & White are easy on the eyescompared to every shade of gray that’s seen,but really, we’re … Continue reading →

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Good Talking

Posted on February 4, 2021 by sputterpub

When knowledge is the favored stimulant,then conversation’s best if thought-imbued.The lack makes her impatient, seeming rude. I heard her sounding harsh and arrogant,but now I comprehend her attitude.When knowledge is the favored stimulant,then conversation’s best if thought-imbued. To seem a … Continue reading →

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Body Talk

Posted on February 3, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m not an expert, but I know a thingor three about how I exhibit stress.It dates back to the turbulence the springof 1970 – Kent State, the messof us invading countries not our own.I then developed pain bad doctors thoughtwas … Continue reading →

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Checking (With)in

Posted on February 2, 2021 by sputterpub

Of late I feel some tightness near my heart.My pulse is up – is this when problems start?Have I been cell-betrayed? Is there a mass?Or maybe these are symptoms caused by gas.I smoked too long; I’m growing short of breath … Continue reading →

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Poetic Forms

Posted on February 1, 2021 by sputterpub

I may have overdone the sonnet form:expressing my ideas in 14 lines.Of late it’s like a cogitating norm –an octave of descriptive thought combineswith resolution’s salve, confusion’s storm,or declarations sharp as porcupines.Perhaps I need to vary how much inkI use, … Continue reading →

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