Author Archives: sputterpub

Predictably Poor

Posted on January 16, 2025 by sputterpub

I knew your choice was wrong. I did my bestto influence without an argument.I tried predicting what you hadn’t guessedwould be the outcome, and no accident.From love, restraining fervor, with intentto gently redirect where you would go,I have to witness … Continue reading →

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Kitchen Cave

Posted on January 15, 2025 by sputterpub

I thought I’d hate the windows gone, but nowit’s not so bad. They won’t be long this way.And in the winter chill, the blocks allowa cozy privacy I face each day.I sit with fragrant coffee and I playselected games, with … Continue reading →

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Evidence

Posted on January 14, 2025 by sputterpub

Admitting that she voted for the jerk,and not for any reason that makes sense,now even with a squinting mind, small workis needed to contest intelligencethat’s avalanched by damage so immenseand early, like a camp-bred refugeebaptized in fear and hatred – … Continue reading →

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Dawn Yoga

Posted on January 13, 2025 by sputterpub

I woke away from home before the sun,and though most Saturdays I will omitthe mat, preferring talk and iPad funwith bouncing kids, last week I did committo 7 days of Prana. I could waitfor guided breathing till the afternoon,but better … Continue reading →

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Forestalled

Posted on January 12, 2025 by sputterpub

Preempted by complaints she feels unwell(beset by stress, depression, lethargy),there isn’t any space for me to tellher I’m exhausted by her tendencyto chastise, judge, attempt to yank by yellfor her sore feelings some apology.I’ll have to wait to modify the … Continue reading →

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A Preposition Proposition

Posted on January 11, 2025 by sputterpub

The preposition is the part of speechthat isn’t emphasized but serves to showlike stage direction where the actions reach –intent and tending implications flowthat preface phrases. I don’t surely knowa break up’s coming or a breaking down.But after bearing tides … Continue reading →

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Trauma Recognized

Posted on January 10, 2025 by sputterpub

As if I were reminded of a dreamI had, by simple movement on the daythat followed, or when random postures seeminformative, by showing me the wayI must have torqued to earn an injurynot catastrophic but by age induced,travails that you … Continue reading →

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Sitting

Posted on January 9, 2025 by sputterpub

I wonder why I’m feeling bored today –not into books (I’m reading two), or you,disinterested in what they have to saywhom I respect and love. No point of viewis snagging my attention, and no playinvites me to engage in what … Continue reading →

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Back and Forth

Posted on January 8, 2025 by sputterpub

The final day of Twenty Twenty-fourthe weather here was sunny, crisp, and clear.My house was sound, my body not too sore –repair and restoration work was near.My doors and windows would not rot. My fearof knee arthritis was abating fast.My … Continue reading →

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Blanket Yoga

Posted on January 7, 2025 by sputterpub

It felt so fine I didn’t mind at allthe effort spent to nurture knee and spine,which took to twinging after that near-fall.It felt so fine. I lavished 40 minutes to entwinemy arms in hug and let my sinews sprawl.My breathing … Continue reading →

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