Monthly Archives: August 2021

One More Day

Posted on August 31, 2021 by sputterpub

If I had only one more day to livewith memory and personalityintact, I’m certain I would want to giveattention to whatever I can see,or sense with any other faculty.I’d focus and take every moment in.I think I’ll set that exercise … Continue reading →

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My Old Gal

Posted on August 30, 2021 by sputterpub

There was an old gal from back Eastwho lusted to fix me, at least.She longed to redoall my teeth and hairdo:my mother – critique-loving beast.

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Hiding in Plain Sight

Posted on August 29, 2021 by sputterpub

Eleven years ago, when I began,I fretted it would take up too much timeresponding to each comment from a fan(I thought that ere I ever published rhyme).My daughter laughed – she knew how thin the scan,reminding me a poem won’t … Continue reading →

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To Move to Plan

Posted on August 28, 2021 by sputterpub

I woke improved in back but at loose ends.My early morning path was no more clearthan smoky sky above and murky trendsof culture skirting chaos, hemming fear.I wanted to depart by 10, from here,to travel west for toddler play and … Continue reading →

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Waitin’ for White Bread

Posted on August 27, 2021 by sputterpub

They’re lining up for white bread at the store.Of course it’s tasty, but it’s toxic too.Your body has a natural stop – no moreprotein or salt or fat, it signals youwhen you exceed your limit, or before.But no self-regulation says … Continue reading →

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Back Attack

Posted on August 26, 2021 by sputterpub

There’s nothing like a back attackto make me re-assess my state.The bend and pain may not be great,buy sure-as-shit I’m out of whack. At first I fret. My mood goes black.I rail a moment at my fate.There’s nothing like a … Continue reading →

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Duality

Posted on August 25, 2021 by sputterpub

“I stand behind my stance,” the leader said.“I’m firmly for my own decision now.”His language made me wonky in the head –I couldn’t help imagining just howa person stands behind himself, insteadof justifying what his quotes allow.We think in words … Continue reading →

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Begging for Edit

Posted on August 24, 2021 by sputterpub

I meant to post a Magic 9 last week.I set it up and put it on the chart,but rising on its day I had to tweaka pair of lines – I couldn’t make it partof what’s become an I-can’t-stop-it streak,for … Continue reading →

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HOA

Posted on August 23, 2021 by sputterpub

Four households share this real estate with me.My cottage sits behind the box in frontfor others and our shared facility.We constitute an HOA of five,consuming resources unequally,for some use more or less, and I’m alonewith dedicated gas utility.I’ve kept the … Continue reading →

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Pedal Puller

Posted on August 22, 2021 by sputterpub

I’ve used my pedal parts so many years –I’ve danced on them and made them bear my weight –it isn’t any wonder what appearsshoes-off is not a sight that’s looking great.But that’s from an imperfect point of viewrejected now – … Continue reading →

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