Author Archives: sputterpub

Sanctuary Thoughts

Posted on April 6, 2025 by sputterpub

In public meditation Friday night,two motivations soon arose in me:accepting age’s change to feel all right,and helping others triumph presently.To work to comprehend fragility,adopt a goal protective, thorough, smart,and listen to each loved one patiently –describes the message mind received … Continue reading →

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Early Spring

Posted on April 5, 2025 by sputterpub

A wave of warmer weather washed our coast,but now we went to winter once again.The gardens grow new green and grace, but mostthe flowers of the fruit trees fell. A fenof gutter water gathers, and a ghostmosquito-sounding strikes my hearing … Continue reading →

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Strange Estrangement

Posted on April 4, 2025 by sputterpub

I’d rather you not tell your partner my negative news.But I don’t intend to request that you muzzle your speech.So I guess I’ll keep my own counsel, and play my own bluesso softly no murmurs your brotherly eardrums will reach.

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Well, Unwell

Posted on April 3, 2025 by sputterpub

The test results I read have knocked me some.My posture and my exercise inclinedme to assume, although I know that’s dumb.But I did not expect the rig to findhip bones appropriate for flight. I’m numb,and need some time to set … Continue reading →

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Good Chance Encounter

Posted on April 2, 2025 by sputterpub

I used a bus I rarely ride to getsome miles south and west. The trip was lessthan lovely – crowded, noisy – but it letme off with extra time at the address.Exploring then, I saw a route and setmy exit … Continue reading →

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The Witness

Posted on April 1, 2025 by sputterpub

The birthday gifts two weeks ago, too muchto be acknowledged by a 4-year oldwho only longed to play with each, were suchan overload that no adult controlled,that this one was ignored – it felt no touch,got set aside. While shapes … Continue reading →

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Adjectival

Posted on March 31, 2025 by sputterpub

When I said “spastic,” it was my attemptto flavor a machine that stuttered soit failed to work. She leapt then to pre-emptsuch talk, for she’s a doc who doesn’t knowthat literary license might exemptsuch vivid use of language. I won’t … Continue reading →

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Some Minutes More

Posted on March 30, 2025 by sputterpub

It’s not my home, but I’ve some moments morealone with wine and book, before I seefour party people toting atmosphereof almost 8 and one no longer 3.Of course I love their happy energy,but I appreciate some minutes moretill I’m beset … Continue reading →

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The Other C Word

Posted on March 29, 2025 by sputterpub

I think (and hope) this cold is nearly done.My nose still runs and I’ve low energy,but aim to travel west today for funwith birthday-celebrating family.And 5 days hence I’ll fly so I can bewith Oregonians I long to kiss.So, yes, … Continue reading →

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A Week Before Travel

Posted on March 28, 2025 by sputterpub

Ten years ago, it took a day or twofor head colds to progress from throat to nose.But owing now to age or maybe newvariety of virus, most a weekof drippy throat besets before I brewvoice-changing clog and heated heavy head.Right … Continue reading →

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