Category Archives: Civics

Dismay

Posted on October 2, 2020 by sputterpub

I disagree with you: I’m not surprised;I’m not embarrassed – he’s a brute and boor,but really, bullying requires more. He’s ignorant, too dull to be advised,and though his acts and words make us heartsore,I disagree with you – I’m not … Continue reading →

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Things Going Wrong

Posted on September 30, 2020 by sputterpub

Appalled at power plundering for purse,as civics catalyze calamity –Astounded at pandemic’s climbing curseand how deficient all our remedy –Attacked by fires every year grown worse,with acres scorched and sick air quality –Our lust to breathe outside is nothing strange;the … Continue reading →

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It’s Obvious

Posted on September 20, 2020 by sputterpub

It’s obvious he thought he’d never win.He tossed a clown hat at us to begin,and aimed for national publicitywithout a clue to what the job would be.He played a game in which he had no skin. He cannot solve a … Continue reading →

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Assurance

Posted on September 17, 2020 by sputterpub

I told my brother and I told my mom,four years ago, when all were blown away,when voting tallies hit us like a bomb –“There will not be a wall.” That dreadful daywas just an introduction to the messour culture would … Continue reading →

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Fourth Grade

Posted on September 15, 2020 by sputterpub

We chanted “I am rubber. You are glue,”when someone playground-called pejoratives.“Your words bounce off of me and stick to you.”And that’s a clue, when comprehending Trump.We’ve learned he won’t say anything that’s true,but also understand the names he callsare properly … Continue reading →

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Time Lapse

Posted on September 10, 2020 by sputterpub

I wrote this poem a week ago, when Iwas moving slowly, woefully depressed.I woke again to ashen air, white sky,and blue within. Of course I was distressedby politics, infection, how we’ve messedwith planetary goods. We fail. We’re toast.Rebounding with no … Continue reading →

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Junk Mail

Posted on September 8, 2020 by sputterpub

Deleting emails every day, I findthey’re poorly crafted and irrelevant,for half are retail offers not designedfor staying home with shopping funds unspent;the balance are political in plea –they’re begging a donation out of me.A robot urges, using my first nameas … Continue reading →

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End Game

Posted on September 6, 2020 by sputterpub

My mother says of late she’s glad she’s old.At 94 she’s odd, but that’s not new.She’s lost her spouse and siblings, but she toldme that’s not what her blues are owing to.Disgusted with the politics and press,she claims she can’t … Continue reading →

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Indictment

Posted on September 3, 2020 by sputterpub

          I’ve been alive and watching all this time;I’ve voted in elections 50 years.I guess I missed our country in its prime;although I’ve seen an increase in careersfor women and enhanced mobility,I haven’t felt us triumph … Continue reading →

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Call to (Dis) Arms

Posted on August 25, 2020 by sputterpub

At 13 years, my baby and his friend were booted off a local user group for hacking. Neither meaning to offend, the breach was bad but when we got the scoop, we parents were discreetly proud to hear our boys … Continue reading →

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