Author Archives: sputterpub

Equipping

Posted on April 7, 2024 by sputterpub

On Easter eve we made a team of 3,equipping baskets for the family(although no one’s religious, very young,or needing sugar raiment for the tongue).The oldest would have rather done without,but watched my daughter’s face suffuse with doubtpotentially resentful, or at … Continue reading →

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The Thrumming Din

Posted on April 6, 2024 by sputterpub

The thrumming din of rain enchants my ear;it almost makes me want a roof of tin.I turn the TV down, so I can hearthe thrumming din. I scan the forecast – when will it begin?I scrutinize for dark the atmosphere.I … Continue reading →

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Mating Game

Posted on April 5, 2024 by sputterpub

I never found a soulmate, but I didn’t search for long.I had no faith his feet were on the earth.I harbored fancies in my head, but facts were always strong,and likelihood was where I lived since birth.The mating game seemed … Continue reading →

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Bailing

Posted on April 4, 2024 by sputterpub

We’re cutting bait a day before we must.Our passion for that angle fades away.Uncertainty has swamped and soaked all trustthe rigging will be sound. So we’ll obeyour self-command until a later day.We’ll seek another course and latitude.A mutual reluctance now … Continue reading →

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My Time’s My Own

Posted on April 3, 2024 by sputterpub

My time’s my own. I’m old enough to sowwhatever crop I choose. I live alone,with resources and health enough to knowmy time’s my own. But so far I’m so busy that I’ve grownto cherish days when I don’t have to … Continue reading →

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Currently

Posted on April 2, 2024 by sputterpub

Anticipation used to be the bestemotion for excitement in my heart.I forward-looked so well it warmed my chest,enjoying most before events would start.That’s why I didn’t fancy a surprise,and friends who left plans loose deflected mefrom wanting to connect. I … Continue reading →

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Clear Gold

Posted on April 1, 2024 by sputterpub

Among the benefits of growing oldI want to list invisibility.The silver hair’s not ugly, but the goldis now I have the opportunityto watch unseen, to witness and beholdthe denizens of my community.Conspicuous I tended from my youth.I’m liking anonymity, in … Continue reading →

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Aged Appetite/Mulish Mind

Posted on March 31, 2024 by sputterpub

She wants a burger every time we trya restaurant we haven’t been to yet.The menu has some options that could fly,but she’s uncomfortable – her mind gets seton ordinary fare, and she’ll forgetthat sandwich is too loaded to be fun.She’ll … Continue reading →

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Personal Safety

Posted on March 30, 2024 by sputterpub

Am I secure? My daughter asked last week,who runs and bikes and hikes alone, for pureunsullied pleasure, smart and never meek.Am I secure? Her path was barricaded then, for surethere’d been a random stabbing near the creek.A homicide dictated a … Continue reading →

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A Wash of Love

Posted on March 29, 2024 by sputterpub

I rode BART after sunset Wednesday night,my body tired and my brain adrift,and realized I was feeling quite all right.I gazed at others, and I sensed a liftof love for everyone within my sight.Sensation washed inside me like a gift,and … Continue reading →

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