Monthly Archives: December 2021

A Penetrating Glimpse into the Obvious

Posted on December 11, 2021 by sputterpub

Review the choices made when you were 8,for everyone gets hurt in childhood,but most survive to age and recreate,with strategies and tactics that were goodenough to serve them then, but rarely worthcontinuing to use when they’re mature.I watch too many … Continue reading →

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Messier than Fiction

Posted on December 10, 2021 by sputterpub

A story is a popular deviceas old as song, as ancient as cave art.It can be utilized to give advice,or illustrate a precept, or to starta way of thought-in-action, but the talecannot be messy like reality.Too accurate a plot or … Continue reading →

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Recollection Limits

Posted on December 9, 2021 by sputterpub

He wants me misremembering his past,as if his wife were honest even then,his mother kind, his party life a blast.Another whom I’ve talked with all her lifedescribes herself as if she has amasseda history of work she never did.And then … Continue reading →

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She Got Too High

Posted on December 8, 2021 by sputterpub

She got too high last night. She reached the stageof almost seeing double. To assuagethe symptoms, she tried counting up to tenwhile blinking and refocusing again,acknowledging she wasn’t feeling sage. She didn’t have to drive. The only wageshe paid – … Continue reading →

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No Rain Huitain

Posted on December 7, 2021 by sputterpub

I will not take responsibilityfor travesties I lobbied to prevent.And I can’t let this weather bother me –I have no power over what we’re sent.I saw the future and our sure torment.The facts were stronger than your fond belief.But though … Continue reading →

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Oasis

Posted on December 6, 2021 by sputterpub

A calm has overtaken me of late.I get some time at home without a task.Catastrophe is nowhere near my gatetoday, and I don’t have a boon to ask.No one I love is newly stricken now,and though I’m sure some shit … Continue reading →

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How Can it End?

Posted on December 5, 2021 by sputterpub

How can it end: this tide of global flu?We argued and refused to comprehendthe risks of gathering the way we do.How can it end? A quarantine of 40 days would sendthe virus to its death – we know that’s true … Continue reading →

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No News

Posted on December 4, 2021 by sputterpub

As soon as we swore in the very worstof presidents, I started gulping news.I watched the talking heads and faces firstand soon expanded reading, seeking cluesand understanding. Knowing we’re self-curseddid little to assuage, and truth abusedcompounded tragedy. Of late I’ve … Continue reading →

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Back on Bike

Posted on December 3, 2021 by sputterpub

On Monday I resumed home exercise.My traveling imposed a 5-day pause,right after illness forced a week’s demisein fitness maintenance by morning laws.I roused myself to start again, becauseit pays me compound dividends to pushand stretch and minimize the flawsthat aging … Continue reading →

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Romper Room

Posted on December 2, 2021 by sputterpub

I hated Romper Room when I was young.Miss Nancy was as corny as a nurse –so patronizing, with her baby tongue.And later, Dick & Jane were even worse.I saw through all the hand-on-kneecap bends.I never fell for ads on the … Continue reading →

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