Monthly Archives: March 2022

Neuronics

Posted on March 11, 2022 by sputterpub

I think we sense our brains before our hands.Or maybe that’s just how it felt to me,for after all, the memory commandswithin the skull. As far back as I seeI recollect impressions, thoughts, and sense.The stimuli would teach and too … Continue reading →

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Post Hiatus Post

Posted on March 10, 2022 by sputterpub

Between the cold and travel, my routinefor daily exercise was put on hold.And three-week interruptions always meana rough return to work now I’m this old.I woke a little hesitant, and toldmyself I’m well enough to ride today.Reluctance won’t prevail; I’m … Continue reading →

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Never on Wednesday?

Posted on March 9, 2022 by sputterpub

On normal Wednesdays, I depart my placefrom 10 a.m. till after 8 at night.I daily make my bed – there’s little spacefor messiness – my one-room house is tight.I smooth the covers and I turn to faceoutside, away. I come … Continue reading →

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Bleak House

Posted on March 8, 2022 by sputterpub

Our species moribund, the planet ill,the future’s shape no longer indistinct,although it may take centuries to killus off, it seems civility has peaked.Now courtesy has tumbled from a hill,engendering an avalanche of dirtthat buries kindness in a dire spill.Before humanity … Continue reading →

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Treatment

Posted on March 7, 2022 by sputterpub

My esthetician recommends I paya visit to her once a month (or two).And though it’s superficial, I displaymy face quite frequently, to me and you.So rising, first I bathe and use shampoo,and then I walk an hour to her couch,where … Continue reading →

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Dawn v Dusk

Posted on March 6, 2022 by sputterpub

If darkest pre-dawn,perhaps it will be lightestright before sunset.

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A Bon Voyage

Posted on March 5, 2022 by sputterpub

Apparently I chose two times to flywhen planes were full but airports had no crowd.I saw sufficient folks on whom to spy,but talk and background music weren’t loud.The weather had some moisture in the skybut didn’t block the views with … Continue reading →

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Might’s Well Write

Posted on March 4, 2022 by sputterpub

Away’s a break, and I’m with family.I’m visiting but we have little plannedoutside, and there’s not much to do or see,so when I’ve finished sundry tasks at hand,like dishes, salads, and I’ve energy,when talk is paused and time’s at my … Continue reading →

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Fragility

Posted on March 3, 2022 by sputterpub

It isn’t accurate to say I’m frail,but lately I feel my fragility.No organ yet is threatening to fail,and I’m retaining my abilityto move and reason. No senilitybesieges me, but health feels tentative.I act with care, and my tranquilitydemands my focus … Continue reading →

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A Little Gully

Posted on March 2, 2022 by sputterpub

All of a sudden I’m feeling less well.My troubles are small but they’re starting to swell.The tally increases – the minor too many.I’m willing improvement from total to any.

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