Author Archives: sputterpub

Coffee Again

It wasn’t the pot.It was some virus in me.Coffee tastes good now.

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Regard, Not Regret

I don’t blame you for giving me this cold.Apology’s unnecessary now.There’s rhinovirus prevalent as moldin darksome damp, and nobody knows howor why or when we sometimes will succumb.You’re not responsible, but if you say“I’m sorry” with a sympathetic tongueI’ll thank … Continue reading →

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May Garden

It’s time to turn the sprinklers on. TodayI checked the settings and I flipped the switch.We used to wait until the end of May,but winter didn’t pour on rain enough.The situation elsewhere’s worse. They saythat west of Rocky Mountains all … Continue reading →

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Feeling Yesterday

I felt fantastic yesterday, as soonas I returned from overnight with kids.I walked into my place at nearly noon,unpacked my little bag, and met my sibsto visit Mom and lunch with cousins missedfor two pandemic years. My appetitereceived good food, … Continue reading →

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800 Days

Somebody liked a poem of mine today.It sounded unfamiliar. I reviewed.I’d posted it some weeks ago, but theyapproved it now. I’m grateful but subdued.I don’t recall the stanza, though it’s mine;I recognize the style, recollectthe thinking when composing every line,but … Continue reading →

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Reflection

I’ve noticed that I’m quick to recognizein others faults I know myself to own.I’m watching you observe disorganizedbehavior in your partner, but you’re knownfor such yourself. Does that make any sense?And don’t you see the other needless coursehe demonstrates? How … Continue reading →

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Frankism

“Let me be frank,” our father used to state.Or “I’ll be frank with you.” We smile/groaned.For though a candid man, his natal fatewas carrying the word as name. Intonedright after that was when he often taughtus how to care for … Continue reading →

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Battle Chill

I’m feeling cold more deeply than I didwhen I was young. I always liked the chill.As far as I remember, as a kid,I welcomed winter and derived a thrillfrom longer nights and storms that didn’t kill.Of late I’ve been avoiding … Continue reading →

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A Day Off

My customary Wednesday’s somewhat tough.I have to leave too early for my taste.I’d rather do my exercise and stuffinvolving puzzles, yet I must commuteto love and care for one I won’t rebuff.But she and hers are hunkering alonetoday, exposed of … Continue reading →

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‘Rona Redux

The former nanny babysat last week.She’s trusted but there may have been a lapse.She wasn’t feeling perfect, didn’t seeka test except at home (they’re known for gaps).That evening took her to the hospital.The ER staff found out the causativewas kidney … Continue reading →

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