Author Archives: sputterpub

Erring

First I wrote with ink that smeared.Next I got the sample wet.Rattled then, I poked instead of scraped.Looking back, my work appearedincorrect as it could get.Striking out, I hope my errs escaped.

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Separate But Equal

When I complain about this H.O.A.to friends and members of my familywho live in houses, they will often sayhow glad they are they’re dwelling separately.I counter that the price I willing payfor my location comes with density(but I’ve the garden … Continue reading

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Medical Follow-Up

I’m trying for compliance, but my callto book that screening test was put on hold.I bided till invited, after allof 14 minutes. Then the robot toldme leave a message and I’ll be enrolledin patient lists they missed, and I will … Continue reading

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Mothering a Grownup

I didn’t ask him if he got the job.I knew he’d tell me when the news was good.And if it wasn’t, then I wouldn’t robhim of his cheerful mood. My mother would,and she’d excuse her question. She would fobit off … Continue reading

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Residence Presence

We had a lovely visit, but I longto be at home enjoying overcast.I didn’t eat enough – my hunger’s strong –and then I woke too early. I will fastanother 90 minutes, till I’m pastthe trolley, train, and bus I need … Continue reading

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Book List

My doctor recommended Elderhood.I purchased it and started right away.So far (at 10%) it’s very good –well-written and informative, I say.It mentions yet another book I maybe reading soon, for good of brain and bod.I never heard of it till … Continue reading

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The Words I Said

The words I said were for my bio book.I never meant to agitate your head.It’s not about your family; don’t brookthe words I said. Our sons are so attractive that we bred,they more than daughters get a second look,but that’s … Continue reading

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Choosing

I ride my stationary bike a lot.It used to be my daily exercise,but lately it’s like thrice a week. I’ve gothome yoga now and walking’s still my modeof transportation. Asking what I boughtor recommend for you, I can’t reply.The answer … Continue reading

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I Won’t Complain

I won’t complain, except I have to goto things I missed, required to remainin Covid quarantine. It’s tough, althoughI won’t complain. A clutter of appointments now detainme from the leisure time would else bestow.But hey – I’m symptom-rid and not … Continue reading

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Antsy Like a Gnat

I’m just not good at waiting patiently.A timepiece seems to occupy my head –I can’t engage in acts wholeheartedlywhen part of me anticipates instead.From when I’m seated till my order’s spedI don’t attend to restaurant chit-chat.And when expecting a repairman’s … Continue reading

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