Monthly Archives: September 2022

Bad Transit (or: Shit Show)

Posted on September 30, 2022 by sputterpub

I like the train for the diversity,and also cause it lets me drive nowhere,but sometimes a repellant qualityconfronts and makes the journeying unfair.The mass I noticed in the bathroom sinkwas not a bean puree, I dread to think,and though the … Continue reading →

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What Did She Mean?

Posted on September 29, 2022 by sputterpub

“I know that’s valued in your family,”a friend observed when I described the scene.I’d asked a 5 year-old his strategyfor taking 7 units from 19.(He broke the puzzle down into its parts,and added 2 to 10.) What did she mean?Does … Continue reading →

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Significance

Posted on September 28, 2022 by sputterpub

I didn’t feel emotionally numb,but when my eyes began to leak, I knewsignificance. They didn’t flow, but fromsomewhere in me tears welled and brimming grew.I felt no grief or sadness. I stood dumb,and recognizing something seeping through.A little seam of … Continue reading →

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Stupid Moves

Posted on September 27, 2022 by sputterpub

Coronavirus sent me to my room,of course increasing time alone for me.I got away sometimes, or met by Zoomand FaceTime, but there were more hours freefor solitaire – I went from one to threea day, amassing undefeated streaks.I learned to … Continue reading →

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Eleventh Day

Posted on September 26, 2022 by sputterpub

I started YouTube yoga on my flooreleven days ago. I found it tough.I modified and gentled it, for sure,and gradually I’m starting to improve.The humbling fact is I’m beyond mature,and I will lose what flexibilityremains in me, unless I move. … Continue reading →

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Responses to a Threatened Tantrum

Posted on September 25, 2022 by sputterpub

As usual, she teemed with empathy –the feelings of her little boy were strong.She turned her No to Yes, the moment he (the father) warned the kid that he was wrongto argue – if continued, they would stopthe storybook, and … Continue reading →

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Ignoring You

Posted on September 24, 2022 by sputterpub

Ignoring you is not a goal for me.But carping hot and bothered like a shrew,your shrieking carves the only path I see:ignoring you. When I share bothered feelings like I do,you leap to denigrate my familywith facile observations, never true. … Continue reading →

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Growing Humble

Posted on September 23, 2022 by sputterpub

I’ve heard it takes some courage to grow old.That notion seems as weak and frail to meas letting decades pass with uncontrolledattention to one’s flexibility.The quality unmentioned should be told:this aging teaches me humility.I keep forgetting – how I used … Continue reading →

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No Visiting Yet

Posted on September 22, 2022 by sputterpub

A week ago, she tested positive,and instantly went into careful mode.Of course she wants her family to livewithout infection. Leaving her abode,she camped inside the cottage while she rodeout symptoms. She improved to almost fine.They kept on testing and nobody … Continue reading →

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Dominance

Posted on September 21, 2022 by sputterpub

The only living things I kill are fliesand ants and other bugs I find withinmy house, that whine in ears or bite my skin.And as I tissue-hasten their demise,I think a slight apology. My sighsare small – for sure my … Continue reading →

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