Author Archives: sputterpub

Talking to a Four Year Old

Posted on September 25, 2021 by sputterpub

They keep on asking him “Did you have fun?”He answers “yes” because that seems to please,like when they shoot and bid him to say “cheese.” It’s not my place to quarrel – he’s their son –but empty questions beg polite … Continue reading →

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The Forgotten Mask

Posted on September 24, 2021 by sputterpub

Upon the table, by the door,Shibori-dyed with indigo,I walked without it to the store:the mask I dislike wearing so. I own five more of cloth and twothat makers claim will filter flowof virus particles (untrue):these masks I dislike wearing so. … Continue reading →

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One PM

Posted on September 23, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s 1 p.m. and I am done today.I rose before the sun and haven’t stopped.I dealt with exercise, this H.O.A;I made three scheduled calls and then I shopped.Deciding to relax before I dropped,I’m sitting with a book and salad now,and … Continue reading →

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Testing Testing Testing

Posted on September 22, 2021 by sputterpub

Awaiting Covid test results for someI love who feel a little off this date,who operate with different rules of thumbregarding symptoms likely to abate,I plan to amble over, through their gate,and into rooms I’m sure are clean enough.I’ll let the … Continue reading →

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Word Origin

Posted on September 21, 2021 by sputterpub

I love to be at home, but here’s the rub –no matter how determined I’m to rest,relaxing on my couch or in the tub,attempting to feel easy, lazy, blessed,I notice what needs dusting, or I scruba surface I ignored when … Continue reading →

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Grands

Posted on September 20, 2021 by sputterpub

Of course the grands are relatively old,and vary in their states of health and vim,but each of them is better self-controlledthan in their young adulthood – now they swimin tempered hormones – nothing hot or cold –and have the time … Continue reading →

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Three Strikes

Posted on September 19, 2021 by sputterpub

As far as I recall, I never atea morning breakfast with an appetite.I always wanted several hours wait(for me an intermittent fast was right). As soon as I grew teeth, I liked to chewnutrition – liquid food I didn’t doif … Continue reading →

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A Brief Note

Posted on September 18, 2021 by sputterpub

Haven’t written today. If I had it would beperhaps on the way my home’s precious to me.Though it may be cliche to pursue privacy,if asked I would say here I’m perfectly free.

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Advice

Posted on September 17, 2021 by sputterpub

Unsolicitedadvice (if sound) never failsto fall on deaf ears.

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Wellness Alone

Posted on September 16, 2021 by sputterpub

As long as I recall, I’ve looked aroundat others and assessed their self-content.So part-way through my youth, I thought I founda path to understanding what life meant.Developing ideas with the intentof being happy, soon I tried to tellthe recipe. I … Continue reading →

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