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Packing Time

Posted on October 2, 2023 by sputterpub

The smoke from border fires starts to clear,and soon home skies will let some blue appear.My sinuses react to pollens here,and patience with the kinfolk veers to queer.I have no observations to en-poem.It’s timely to get ready to go home.

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Lost in Dream

Posted on October 1, 2023 by sputterpub

I dreamt last night my toddler was misplaced.I saw her last with toys upon the floor.Pursuing treasures small, she crawling chasedsome marbles and then sought a little more.And I lost track of her – my dreaming tourwent elsewhere. I awoke … Continue reading →

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Diversion

Posted on September 30, 2023 by sputterpub

I had to overhear the arguments –there wasn’t any room to get away.Disparity in their intelligencewas always large, but now the field of grayhas shrunk to black-&-white. Denied dismayin one promotes false attitude and naps.The other runs to growth and … Continue reading →

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Rough Riding

Posted on September 29, 2023 by sputterpub

I try to early-leave for every flight(less nervous if there should be a delay),and usually the train conveys me righton time, but there were rough events today.Police have something wrong to clear away,or so each PA syllable explains.I reached the … Continue reading →

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Vibrations

Posted on September 28, 2023 by sputterpub

I realized Tuesday as I walked to work,and planned to see police who had securedsome missing items, circumstances jerkme back and forth of late. I’ll grow inuredin time to what occurred, but I’m not curedas yet – the stimulation doesn’t … Continue reading →

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My Name

Posted on September 27, 2023 by sputterpub

I never felt my name was right for me,my parents’ choice too girly, and the last,acquired through a marriage that would bedissolved deservedly and somewhat fast,yet after naming kids and company.I bore it, but until events just passed,attempts to steal … Continue reading →

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One More Lock

Posted on September 26, 2023 by sputterpub

I froze my credit. I secured each door.I spoke to fraud departments and – oh wait!Although I see no evidence of moreintrusion, looking at the redwood gate,I note it isn’t latched the way I’m sureI left it last. I’m strengthening … Continue reading →

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Before and During

Posted on September 25, 2023 by sputterpub

Eight days before today, I wrote these words,expecting when it publishes I’ll beat table watching feeders ringed with birds,and interacting with a familyI fly to now with loving frequency –four days, five hundred miles in the air.I write expecting equanimity … Continue reading →

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The Rabies Metaphor

Posted on September 24, 2023 by sputterpub

I learned about a rabies incident –the victim of a mad dog didn’t getthe painful gut injections that preventthe hydrophobia that will besetand, odds are, take the life of who was bit.The doctors had to battle, one-by-one,each dire symptom as … Continue reading →

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The Gift

Posted on September 23, 2023 by sputterpub

Ungracious me, I’m sure I didn’t thankmy friend enough for giving me a purseI’d rather pick myself, if I am frank.For truth be told, my losses were no curse.It wasn’t hard to notify the bank.To find replacements I am not … Continue reading →

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