Author Archives: sputterpub

Ambling Free

It’s been a week since I could walk withouta destination specified to meeta person or arrangement brought aboutby social obligation. There were sweetreunions, celebrations. With no doubtI’m grateful, but I’m glad today my feetare free to pace alone, where I … Continue reading

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After October

When first I saw these bones there was a hearton offer, and I snapped a fuzzy pic.I didn’t note the bottle then as partof the display, and I confused the site’saddress. I sought the scene anew, a dartdirectional my only … Continue reading

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A Welcome Shower

A little rain right now will suit my mood –a little overcast, a dose of chill.A shot of wet will rinse my solitude,and coincide with flagging. I’m not ill,but I could use some time that won’t includea passle of beloveds, … Continue reading

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Error

I’m not a good triangulation point.I really don’t do subtext very well.I have a role, but no one did anointme as a messenger. I cannot tellthem how to act. My counsel doesn’t spellas magic, cure or oracle. I’ll teachmyself instead, … Continue reading

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One Day, Six Weeks, A Year, Forever

Reducing carbs has certainly producedincrease in health, decrease in weight and girth.The pleasure so derived – esteem now loosed –is generating private bouts of mirth.But here’s the lesson learned, for what it’s worth –as true of GLP’s as “self-control” –the … Continue reading

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To a Lovely Friend

You comment you can be yourself with me.I took those words to heart like a bouquet.I watered them for hours mentally,and as they blossomed, feel the urge to say:“My friend, your mirror’s tarnished, if you seean image that looks other … Continue reading

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A Life Unfelt

“You shouldn’t feel that way,” she said again,a phrase I’ve borne and failed to understandlifelong. (I recollect I heard it whenattempting to express emotions fannedby friend or school). Before age 9 or 10I learned she scorned my poetry; she planneda … Continue reading

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Walking Westward

October morning walk to H’s place,while taking in the Halloween decor,inhabiting the here-and-now, in caseI need to be alert for something more,I’m ready to submit this aging faceto unguents luxurious and pure,and grateful for the weather nearly warm.Next time (December) … Continue reading

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Dismalady

Why stay alive when nothing prospers you?When you’re no longer able to disperseyour energy in mundane tasks you threwupon your list; or pluck from out your pursethe coins you sought to save to spend on few;when you engage refusal and … Continue reading

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The Fifth Decade

We’ve pros and cons at any age, and yetthe decade I would call the worst to datehas got to be the 5th. Did you forgetthe multitasking brooking no debate?The loss of will or skill to stay up late?Diminished stamina, uncertain … Continue reading

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