Author Archives: sputterpub

2 Cents

I know you work on balance, heart and mindand body too, and you are 48.To expectations I am not inclined –comparing paths is vain – we can’t equateour progress for you’re scores of years behind(a generation, if we calibrate).Advice is … Continue reading

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Bracketing

As when a high-rise building is allowedto stand above, behind, and at each sideof some historic storefront, there’s a crowdof new construction bordering my prideand joy, the haven where I love to bide.My cottage has existed 80 yearswithout a neighbor. … Continue reading

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A Seasonal Tree

The persimmons hangas ornaments from leaf-lostDecember branches.

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A Small Change

The solitaire was challenging today.I should have stopped – I have a lot to do.But I indulged a stubborn drive to play,and that resulted in an altered viewof what and when desires I’d pursue.The sweet result was hours I enjoyed … Continue reading

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Her Guilt

She needs her guilt. She has to feel that sinkof self-esteem that pushes her to wilt.Erect she’s off. No matter what you think,she needs her guilt. Pathology has brought her to a tiltwithout an avenue except to brinkof darkness where … Continue reading

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An Answer

I used to wonder at discourtesy –that drivers will act so impatientlywhen piloting from point A to point Bin vehicles that move so rapidly.I asked my brother and I queried friends.I entertained a theory that transcendsall logic, and another one … Continue reading

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Eyes

“You have kind eyes,” the cashier said to me,while ringing up five items at the store.I smiled, and I thanked him pleasantly,and carried that and backpack through the door.The notion stuck. I thought on it some more,and maybe that’s the … Continue reading

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Unlikely

Unlikely this existence had to be –a life-allowing planet first of all;a primate’s gradual abilityto walk and climb and run, that used to crawl;that reproduced a line successfully,by gamete generated to enthralladults to nurture me to fully grown…I’m grateful for … Continue reading

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To the Sot’s Partner

Impossible to rehabilitateif ultimatum’s used to push or pull.That’s common but no way to motivate:impossible. She has no work to be responsibleabout; she doesn’t move and won’t create;she’s home all day; her plate is never full. In solitude, how can … Continue reading

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More Walls

No sooner does the eastern building rise,than framing to the north of me begins.At least this one will not assault my eyes –it happens that I’m windowless that way.I’m hopeful neighbor noise won’t agonize(the owners seek no tenants for the … Continue reading

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