Author Archives: sputterpub

Exposure

Returning after dark the other night,my caution and alertness was increased.I waited for a bus in scattered lightfrom shop fronts and sparse traffic, yearning eastand watching idlers, drivers in my sightin neutral, males unmoving not the least,without an inkling I’d … Continue reading

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Ordinary Courage

Described as being brave, the hero saidshe really didn’t feel she had a choice.She paused to let another act instead,but no one stepped ahead. She heard no voicebeyond her own say necessary verbs.There wasn’t any time to hesitate.Need needs be … Continue reading

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Our Fatuous Phase

Now I can tell you’re irritated too –you wisely try to alter how we speak.But saying “I won’t go there” will not do,unless you modify your own techniqueof blurting statements generating piqueor begging a response that won’t concur.We’re on the … Continue reading

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Less Excess

Perhaps a shrinking future answers why,but excesses in which I once indulgedno longer beckon me to gratifymy appetite for munchies or for drugs.Aware I have less time to modifybehavior, I’m averse to start anew.But more than that, the volumes satisfyme … Continue reading

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Bad Actors

The first offense was small, but when I trippedon faulty pavement right outside the store,the merchant didn’t move – his lips were zipped.No courtesy or care was offered. Morethan that event, they overcharge for sure,and when I pointed out the … Continue reading

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Fullness of Self

Could I be overconfident, like you?I don’t declare as often, but withinI think I’m strong and special – and it’s true,an argument won’t likely bruise my skin(which at near 4 and 70 is thin).There’s much that I am not proficient … Continue reading

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Outside/In

The noise I noted while abed last nightcommanded eyes above to a raccoonupon the skylight glass – she caught my sightand made me glad I didn’t hear her soonwithin my roof. The musk in morning lightis outside; something sprayed but … Continue reading

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Uncommon Email

Uncommon email found me yesterday,that wasn’t either business or retail.I booted up and saw my screen displayuncommon email. The correspondence wasn’t boring, pale,by formula or cluttered with cliche.My former stepson wrote a loving hail. The missive stood alone in the … Continue reading

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Competitivity

Is she competitive? You ought to know,who’s been her BFF for 50 years.In truth her will to fight will ebb and flow,depending on what candidate appears.She won’t consider anyone a foewith whom she opts to spend her days (or years).How … Continue reading

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The Arrangement

The bins abut the pathway to my home(the only drawback to aesthetics here),and I’ve composed more than one pithy poemabout the way they look. They can appeartoo stuffed, or situated front to rear.It’s left to me to haul them more … Continue reading

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