Monthly Archives: August 2025

18 Days Off

Posted on August 20, 2025 by sputterpub

I’m closing windows, turning off machines,deploying shades, and soon will lock the door.Two bags are packed and you know what it means:I’m off to other regions, to exploresome different ways, fresh attitudes and scenes,from which I’ll feel renewed and even … Continue reading →

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End of the Line

Posted on August 19, 2025 by sputterpub

I’m grateful for the buses running yet.I know the system’s ever earning less.I often ride when walking will not getme where I wish to go without distressof time. Directors lately must resetsome schedules and frequencies, I guess.This stanza marks the … Continue reading →

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Just Dishonesty

Posted on August 18, 2025 by sputterpub

Among the several reasons not to lie(avoiding chaos, extra work, and stress),my adult child states he’ll always tryto tell the truth, and circumvent the messthat comes along wherever he’d applydishonesty. And then he said there’s lessof clarity when memory is … Continue reading →

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Late & Unexpected

Posted on August 17, 2025 by sputterpub

It took three-quarters of a century,but someone’s acting lovingly concerned.Dementia? Maybe frozen memory?Perhaps a guarded soul has lately learnedto voice real care without apology,but infant love is finally returned.Receiving such too elderly to need it,I smile tenderly and don’t impede … Continue reading →

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Family Split

Posted on August 16, 2025 by sputterpub

The marriage lasted nearly 50 years.The husband joined his spouse’s familywhole-heartedly, embracing atmospheresexotic, homely, filled with euphonyhe never heard where he matured – a pallexisted in those houses, anger brewedin silence and absorbed by alcohol,inheritance in strong addiction stewed. But … Continue reading →

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A Bit of Evening Game

Posted on August 15, 2025 by sputterpub

He made me play the Pokemon tutorial last nightwhen other games would surely be preferred.The cards were stacked in order so the play’d proceed just right;for this free dealing would have been absurd.By contrast Uno could have been a relative … Continue reading →

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Hands Free

Posted on August 14, 2025 by sputterpub

Some days ago she mentioned she can’t risefrom floor to upright confidently now.She wobbles. And although her trainer triesproviding ways or means, it isn’t howit used to be. Her body won’t allowwhat she remembers we could do back then.I rise … Continue reading →

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Writing on Empty

Posted on August 13, 2025 by sputterpub

Wasn’t there something I wanted to write?Maybe if so I forgot.Seems I received dreaming scenes all last night.Questing back now? Maybe not.Wasn’t there something I wanted to say?Often I harbor a lot.Possibly I will be quiet today.That’s all I have … Continue reading →

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Delineation

Posted on August 12, 2025 by sputterpub

The contrast was so sharp, I can’t ignoresensations I collected those 2 days.On Saturday I opted to exploreon shaded grass some mortuary ways.At Sunday’s street fair there was so much moreto take in – people, music, sale displays.The first was … Continue reading →

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Roughly 16 Hours

Posted on August 11, 2025 by sputterpub

Reporting to some loved ones facts I heardthat may apply but need to percolate,and then of relatives bestowing word,the hours served to overstimulate.With insufficient rest, I rose to playwith children: sweet but tiring, no disputebut lots of volume. Toting love … Continue reading →

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