Author Archives: sputterpub

Deckoration

Between my room and office spans a deck.Above it looms a eucalyptus treethat often drops its leaves and leaves a wreckat times with sap and seeds or twig debris.But not till last week did I ever seea limb so large … Continue reading →

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Survival Strategies

If we review our early history,and recollect survival modes that youand I deployed, we’ll witness strategy.If we review… And when we isolate the chosen clueto navigate young trauma, mysteryis shallow – diagnosis is see-through. We understand what worked for you … Continue reading →

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The Better Bureau

I ate a friendly early lunch, downtown,and then explored the campus boundaryto find the set-back entrance and lay downthe facts and circumstances curbing me.And after five-plus months of senselesslypursuing bureaucratic paths of grief,I found intelligence that practicallyprovided forms that seem … Continue reading →

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Birth Order

I never imagined how life would have beenif I were the youngest instead.It didn’t occur to me when origincontributes to color the thread.Birth order’s an issue, and now I’ll beginto give the discussion some tread.I watched my dad’s sister. I … Continue reading →

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Complication

I sometimes think you’re fairly stupid. Whenyou parrot your old thoughts or network feed,I stifle yawns and look askance, but thenyou’ll utter insight or describe a needthat triggers admiration once again.I grow to see you faceted indeed.My brash and silly … Continue reading →

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Folie a Deux (After 50 Years)

We met and soon became committed friends,eccentrics in our high school for 2 years,in thought and walks pursuing our own ends,diverging but with smiles, from our peers. And I assumed our efforts mutual.We seemed to have consensus for each act.We … Continue reading →

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No Worsening

Is it a sign of wisdom or defeat,to shift the corporate goals from an attempttoward better to resistance and retreat?At what age is a character exemptfrom images that trigger self-contempt?Perhaps at four and seventy (or less),a goal to not diminish … Continue reading →

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New Words

Of course the kids are lovable and bright,but one, who here is nameless, rings my bell.They each caught how to build a sentence rightbut this one utters language awesome well.If they have an idea but don’t know quitethe term to … Continue reading →

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American Red Squirrel

My daughter photos roadkill that she meets,and maybe that’s why I paused yesterdayto pay attention, walking different streets,to this expired squirrel. But the wayhis body rested, in supine array,exhibited uniqueness to my sight.His chest and belly shone in soft display.I … Continue reading →

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Contemplating the Promise

We promised more than once that we would telleach other if we noticed any signof age-compressed perspectives that impelone’s personality to snit, repine,or tunnel vision, blurred and inward-turned.To forward and beyond we made our pact.But treaty’s gone to needy – … Continue reading →

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