Author Archives: sputterpub

Reception

Posted on September 12, 2023 by sputterpub

I like each poem I post, but some speak morefor me, and satisfy an itch I mayhave not yet recognized. They might explorea path unseen till now, or find a wayto pair the words that thrills me in my core.I … Continue reading →

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Is It Too Soon?

Posted on September 11, 2023 by sputterpub

Is it too soon to put my nightclothes on,at 2 p.m. on Sunday afternoon?It’s light outside but all my vigor’s gone.Is it too soon? My stamina is low enough to swoon.I’ve wrangled stimulated kids since dawn.We danced around like we … Continue reading →

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Tolls of Old

Posted on September 10, 2023 by sputterpub

When I was young, the bridge tolls were so low,we often paid with coin before we crossed.The money went from driver-side windowto hand of bridge employee. Some had grinsand others friendly words they would bestow.At times we paid the toll … Continue reading →

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Dead End

Posted on September 9, 2023 by sputterpub

“No Outlet” read the sign I passed last week.Before I saw its front, I tried to guessits words. I backtracked just to get a peek,expecting “Not a Thru Street” I confess.When I was young, the wording was unique –so “Cul-de-Sac” … Continue reading →

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Unpeeled

Posted on September 8, 2023 by sputterpub

He didn’t lose his personality,but buffers, blinds and masks were pushed aside.The chronic fears and stiff anxietybecame more obvious. His macho pridewas weakened by his disability –his bluster rose in fits; he often cried.He meant well, but the failings were … Continue reading →

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That Old Declaration

Posted on September 7, 2023 by sputterpub

“How can I bring a child into this,our fucked-up world? I just don’t think that’s right.”I’ve heard the claim that global messinessdisputes gestation of new life. It mightmake sense if birth were for the embryoalone – to set an egg-and-sperm … Continue reading →

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Petulant People

Posted on September 6, 2023 by sputterpub

They called the generation Great, who boreas children the Depression, and then foughta few years later in the awful war(that birthed the bomb) in which the world was caught.But speaking as a child of that lot,before the last of them … Continue reading →

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Unseen

Posted on September 5, 2023 by sputterpub

I long to know the reason we’re all here.I recollect that as my lasting goal.As far as I remember, it was clear –the question bloomed and never left my soul.I set myself to plumb the depth of me,eschewing all delusion … Continue reading →

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Glitchy Stats

Posted on September 4, 2023 by sputterpub

It’s no big deal – it’s just a Wordle game,and though at first I played at several types,I never registered a usernameor password. I ignored attempted hypes.But still I see statistics all the same,and while I’m not expressing any gripes,some … Continue reading →

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Sticky Temptation

Posted on September 3, 2023 by sputterpub

I’m not hungry, buthere are two ripe nectarines:sticky temptation.

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