Author Archives: sputterpub

Her Nastiness

Posted on November 28, 2024 by sputterpub

A specialist in negativity,she’s honed her attitude for 60 years.Her nasty childhood pathologyinspired her toward safety, it appears.In love and life she chose to blunt her fears,which bored her and embittered how she thought.Her pretty face has twisted, and her … Continue reading →

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Shouldering

Posted on November 27, 2024 by sputterpub

His shoulder fits my palm exquisitely.And though I’ve been besotted since his start,there’s now a tender bony qualitythat heats and even pulls my heart apartto make an ever bigger space, where hecan safely lodge in love and memory.I know and … Continue reading →

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Around About

Posted on November 26, 2024 by sputterpub

I used to watch the news and sometimes lookaround me on the bus, the train, the street,and wonder who was packing what it tookto harm. Who had a knife in a discreetlocation? Were there hidden guns aboard?The folks around were … Continue reading →

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Bucket Cup

Posted on November 25, 2024 by sputterpub

I got reminded viewing my own verse.I read some lines I drafted just last week,and triggered memory that could be worse,regarding images I’ve set to seek.I’m nothing medical, yet I can nursetoday intention that is not uniquefor me but cherished. … Continue reading →

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Transitory Story in Terza Rima

Posted on November 24, 2024 by sputterpub

They boarded at the Powell stop, I think –a mixed-race pair with bags. Each held a spliffthey didn’t light. I looked up from my ink, and met his eyes with neutral gaze – no tiffor judgment in me, and he … Continue reading →

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A Moment

Posted on November 23, 2024 by sputterpub

For half an hour yesterday, I satupon my leather loveseat and beforea room-enhancing fire, like a catin cozy comfort, socks above the floorand cushioned on a footrest I adore.I felt for 30 minutes no intentor obligation, relaxation morethan excellent, and … Continue reading →

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Gripping Griping

Posted on November 22, 2024 by sputterpub

Perhaps the populace is dumbing down.It seems unfiltered speech is on the rise.And insight’s swamped among some tides that drownconsideration. This is no surprise.The signals have been here without disguise –since 17, I’ve seen the evidence.But lately what is striking … Continue reading →

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Missing Students

Posted on November 21, 2024 by sputterpub

A drizzle seemed to chase the kids away.Traversing campus, there were none about.I snapped the shot proceeding on my wayto Downtown Berkeley, and I found them, shout-ing, socializing where the train tracks lay.But not, it seemed, to travel. They were … Continue reading →

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Obscure Clarity

Posted on November 20, 2024 by sputterpub

Some minor inconveniences this weekhave over-occupied a tired soul.Computer glitch, discovered drainpipe leak,and need to make two calls to put controlwhere fit, have seemed to charge a hefty toll,and left the bearer feeling quite upset.Today’s assignment’s to review the role,unplug … Continue reading →

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Uneasy

Posted on November 19, 2024 by sputterpub

Uneasy when there was no quick reply:she’d flown across the continent, and Ijust longed to read my girl had safe-arrived…And also, Mom had fallen. She survived,but even tearing skin, at ninety-nine,is serious, and so concern was mine.When she did not … Continue reading →

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