Monthly Archives: August 2024

Sunday

Posted on August 11, 2024 by sputterpub

There’s probably a puzzle we can solve,a pose to stretch the muscles we’ll soon use.I think I’m game for what does not involveattention to the headlines in the news.Avoiding politics and sports, I chooseto kiss the carpet and inhale some … Continue reading →

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Fourcast

Posted on August 10, 2024 by sputterpub

The image on the forecast is a cloud,but I see streaks of blue at 7:10,and I hear moods emerging from the shroudof tumbled sheets and fitful dreams again.The best here battle grumpiness – young mentoo short on friends, a woman … Continue reading →

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The Email

Posted on August 9, 2024 by sputterpub

Receiving an email I’d never expect,awaiting a flight that’s delayed,I read of a favor I didn’t detectwhen granted, which your words conveyed.Without you describing, I’d not recollectthe kindness your missive portrayed.The truth, is I played fair – I only play … Continue reading →

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Reaping the Doldrums

Posted on August 8, 2024 by sputterpub

Warned off a week ago, I didn’t needreminding of her cold fragility.She’s only 42 and stressed indeed,but compounding the pain, it seems to me,is lack of confidence, imposter-seedthat’s born of college-prep precosity.Participation medals lack all brilliance,and tragically retarded her resilience.

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#13

Posted on August 7, 2024 by sputterpub

Eight days ago a new campaign began.Some kids of mine launched add-ons to their game.We watched from 8 a.m. The tally ranup quickly and we high-fived with the samesincerity through messaging as canin RT be. The thrill by other nameis … Continue reading →

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Not Listening

Posted on August 6, 2024 by sputterpub

When one I love asserts redundantly,or states how I or someone dear should act,I shine them on, but very silently(ignoring, sure, but doing so with tact).You cover both ears metaphorically,declaring you will disregard, in fact.I watch you angrily erect that … Continue reading →

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Body Language

Posted on August 5, 2024 by sputterpub

I ventured on an extra little strolltwo days ago, to use up half an hourspare, and buy a snack while on a rollof energy. I figured I could wearthe sandals engineered to lift my soleand cushion shock, this long since … Continue reading →

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A Longer Slower Way Around

Posted on August 4, 2024 by sputterpub

When I was in my prime, I used to askmyself each morning what I had to do –what couldn’t be delayed? Which timely taskrequired my attention, and when through,just how would I reward accomplishment?What treat would I enjoy when I … Continue reading →

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Up Garber

Posted on August 3, 2024 by sputterpub

I hurt my foot and backed off walking much.I missed it, but my age I don’t forget.Now after several weeks I’m back in touchwith stamina – I know I’m not dead yet.I’m lengthening my effort lately, suchthat I decided yesterday, … Continue reading →

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I’m Not the Kind

Posted on August 2, 2024 by sputterpub

“I’m not the kind of person who does that”a dear friend often says, and every timemy brain a little wonky goes, our chatderailed a moment as within I chimewith “Kind? Are you a template? A format?”A person is a person. … Continue reading →

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