Monthly Archives: December 2022

How to Jaywalk

Posted on December 11, 2022 by sputterpub

The kids today may need a jaywalk class.They’re inattentive, and the traffic’s dense.It takes an age of walking to amasspedestrian abilities. I senseapproaching drivers who will rudely pass.I harbor busy street intelligence.But all the years I lived to learn the … Continue reading →

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Relenting

Posted on December 10, 2022 by sputterpub

The shingled structure wears a charcoal stain,appearing almost black (or uber gray).But when the sunshine lights each window pane,the way it did at 3 p.m. today,it wears a face of silver. That displayexamples how appearance varies so.My fondest enemy has … Continue reading →

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Books & Movies

Posted on December 9, 2022 by sputterpub

I loved to read as soon as I learned how,although I had no use for Dick-and-Janeor even Spot. From then to beyond nowI turn to written narrative as mainamusement when awake and sitting still.Selecting English as my major justto keep … Continue reading →

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I Used to Think

Posted on December 8, 2022 by sputterpub

I used to think, whenever he would say“I’m such a duck,” he had it wrong. DismayI felt – that couldn’t be – it was a bidto make me laugh and reassure amidour hug – “I love you. You’re my man, … Continue reading →

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Negative Energy

Posted on December 7, 2022 by sputterpub

I must conclude she likes to feel annoyed,who always seeks a reason to complain.I’ve never seen her visage overjoyed.Her attitudes exhibit her disdain,impatience, criticism, and a voidof interest in another: like her braincomprises avenues of malcontent,that power her to everyday … Continue reading →

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Gingko

Posted on December 6, 2022 by sputterpub

The season befallswhen gingko leaves drift to groundin puddles of gold.

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Novelty

Posted on December 5, 2022 by sputterpub

The book I’m reading now has rave reviews.It’s classified a novel, but it’s not.It has a dozen characters, but cluesabout development have been forgot.The grammar and the language don’t abusemy taste, but what a waste – there’s no subplot.The narrative … Continue reading →

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Spectrality

Posted on December 4, 2022 by sputterpub

I didn’t comprehend the full extentof her disdain for school, till recently.Although I helped her dodge a year, it meantno more to me than all her certaintyabout bad style choices – she was benttoward gothic, punk, and small depravity.Well-educated, thoughtful, … Continue reading →

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Curmudgeonly Precosity

Posted on December 3, 2022 by sputterpub

He’s old at 46, with some excuse.But though traumatic damage justifiesa frame of mind, a way of hanging loose,we wish it didn’t also mean demiseof vigor and determination’s juice,emerging petulance, impulsive cries.It bodes that a curmudgeon’s taking form,whose passion pales, … Continue reading →

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At Your Mother’s Elbow

Posted on December 2, 2022 by sputterpub

It really doesn’t come as a surprisethat adding years does not result in wise.But suddenly you’re listening to mealthough I am disdained, for familyknows nothing, right? How could your mother getenlightenment she’s capable of sharing?You’ve known her so familiarly, and … Continue reading →

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