Author Archives: sputterpub

Stay in Your Lane

Posted on February 4, 2026 by sputterpub

I tend to pay attention when you speak,and that’s not something that I often do,I comment egotistically. Techniqueis seldom taught me, but I’ve had a fewoccasions when I don’t overtly seekcorrection, but you voice a phrase or two.I thank you, … Continue reading →

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On Some Cusp

Posted on February 3, 2026 by sputterpub

Too late to have effect, too soon to grieve,I move about in limbo as we wait.Erect I stand and bend to pack to leave,but when I land will she recuperate?Or does descent to death precipitate,and will she now be tethered … Continue reading →

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Territorial Groceries

Posted on February 2, 2026 by sputterpub

We’re glad he’s opened up. It’s good to seehim acting genuine (authentic, too).As vulnerably as he recentlybehaves, the tendency to overdois not surprising. Still, the snits he threw,protective of his weekly shopping list,were off-the-wall emotional. The stewwas served. That avocado … Continue reading →

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Wrench

Posted on February 1, 2026 by sputterpub

I thought I knew the plans for several daysahead, but recent circumstances threwa curve I can’t avoid, to skew my ways.I thought I knew. I’ll travel home. The acts that then ensuedepend on what a hospital conveys.Already I detect a … Continue reading →

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Receiving

Posted on January 31, 2026 by sputterpub

My resolutions tend to flow top-down,but this snuck up and now surprises me.What bubbles from my belly to my crown,and there takes root and grows emphatically,is wishful learning from proximity.I will receipt from neither film nor book.A fact from someone … Continue reading →

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Spectacle

Posted on January 30, 2026 by sputterpub

I seldom catch a ride above the bay.My normal route is underneath, on BART.But recently, I rode the bridge. The daywas bright and as the sun began to startto sink among a planar cloud array,the solar underlighting mimicked smartdesign of … Continue reading →

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The Skeptic’s Optimism

Posted on January 29, 2026 by sputterpub

I ought to be a pessimist, and yetmy serotonin levels must be high.I’ve never been depressed, and blue moods getbrief tenancy in me. Oh I can cryat tragedy, and worries may besetthat loved ones won’t prevail at what they try.But … Continue reading →

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Overfull

Posted on January 28, 2026 by sputterpub

An office day and then a meal with Mom,succeeded by this trek across the bay(with three legs), now I’m stretching to stay calm –for after travel, there’s a cost to payabove the fare and food, in timing’s flay.I’ll follow with … Continue reading →

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And Then

Posted on January 27, 2026 by sputterpub

No sooner am I home than I depart –a scanty sixteen hours, half in bed,are all I get before engagements start,and what ensues are five days out insteadof that for which I yearn. But I won’t dreadthe interruptions – they’re … Continue reading →

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Homing

Posted on January 26, 2026 by sputterpub

Today I travel home, by car to planeto train to bus, and then a little more –I’ll walk perhaps two blocks and I’ll obtainthe sanctuary that’s inside my door.I’ll carry dirty clothes and the refrainof fellowship with family, beforeI settle … Continue reading →

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