Author Archives: sputterpub

Memorandum

Posted on October 7, 2025 by sputterpub

I’ve reached a stage when nothing feels as goodas comfort in my body. That may bethe case because I’ve long embraced the shouldof heart, and worked my brain incessantly,so guilty conscience doesn’t trouble me –regret’s a stranger to my peace … Continue reading →

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Silly Question

Posted on October 6, 2025 by sputterpub

“What’s going on with Portland?” queried she,and naturally attempting to refuseto justify irrationality,I recommended turning off the news.But she persisted, and I can’t defusethe plaintive nagging tone she puts in play.So I suggested she enlarge her views,and said “no worse … Continue reading →

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Upon Return

Posted on October 5, 2025 by sputterpub

I woke too early yesterday, beforea shift alone with grandkids 4 and 8.They’re company I normally adoreand those 5 hours I would not abate.But oh the journey home took from me moreof stamina than I’ve reserved of late.The subsequents – … Continue reading →

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Obstaculitis

Posted on October 4, 2025 by sputterpub

Congested traffic Friday afternoonwas neighbor-notable at half past 2.My amble was at normal pace, but soonI overtook 4 dozen cars. A slewof drivers changed their course by yaw and skew,but I proceeded happy on concrete.I never passed the cause of … Continue reading →

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Breakage

Posted on October 3, 2025 by sputterpub

A chasm yawns between two bosom friendsthat history and loyalty can’t span.One focuses on memory, intendsto recollect correctly, with a planfor clarity. The other always spendsher stamina on feeling. Neither canrepair a bridge as footings shake apart –attempts cause ache … Continue reading →

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Homing

Posted on October 2, 2025 by sputterpub

The trip was good – vacations always provehow beneficial is a change of scene,a variance in how I daily move,a welcome stirring break from all routine.But time adjustment time, and jogs betweendescendant dens, have kept me on the roam.At last … Continue reading →

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No Air Share

Posted on October 1, 2025 by sputterpub

The two old white guys on the plane near meassumed that I would yield whatever spacethey wanted, though they each moved mindlesslyand neither seemed to have a thoughtful face.But maybe that’s inaccurate – I seesuch lack of focus, every time … Continue reading →

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The Turnaround

Posted on September 30, 2025 by sputterpub

When we arrived, she wasn’t feeling well.Her attitude was obstinate and stressed.Before she started carping we could tell,although we knew it wasn’t lack of rest.She spoke and acted like she was depressed.We had to give the restaurant a shove,but wine … Continue reading →

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Ever-Blow

Posted on September 29, 2025 by sputterpub

The guy insulted me while dining out,although he knew the meal would be my treat.He spoke as if I weren’t there, no doubtdeluded that his words were wise and neat.I didn’t quibble and I didn’t shout.That blowhard never learned to … Continue reading →

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Filling

Posted on September 28, 2025 by sputterpub

Two pages left, and then I’ll have to findanother little notebook I can takewith me, and transiting express the kindof ideas that meanderings half-bake:impressions I will cook on open mindand temper as I rest from muscle ache.I used to toss … Continue reading →

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