Category Archives: Family

Disrespect (HA 79 Huitain)

Posted on June 4, 2020 by sputterpub

I understand your feelings have been hurt, but I don’t think there’s anyone to blame. I see you tremble and I hear you blurt of disrespect. I think another name pertains, for carelessness is not the same – in “disrespect” … Continue reading →

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When the Shit Hit the Fan (HA 77 Spenserian Stanza)

Posted on June 2, 2020 by sputterpub

A year ago I bought a ceiling fan as part of the remodel. Ever since I’ve loved it, but five days ago a man who’s dear to me exploded. I’ve had hints he’s overstressed, but that was evidence of someone … Continue reading →

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Missing You (HA 52 Ovillejo)

Posted on May 8, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m sick of this – to leave my place I mask my face. The social berth is six feet wide, or stay inside. It’s harder than mere loneliness without your kiss. I’m tough but what I really miss are days … Continue reading →

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Gramsickle (HA 45 Kimo)

Posted on May 1, 2020 by sputterpub

The new expression in our family describes a FaceTime failure we call Frozen Grandma

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House Arrest 37 (Strambotto Toscano)

Posted on April 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m ready for our morning FaceTime session (I just completed all my exercises). The coffee’s poured – it’s now in Dad’s discretion to hook us up, for caution still advises we stay apart today. My flu confession: I miss so … Continue reading →

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Sad Anger

Posted on April 1, 2020 by sputterpub

My son was almost three when I got sick enough for surgery and weeks away. I ached for him – if I had had my pick, they would have brought my boy to where I lay. When I came home … Continue reading →

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Unraised

Posted on March 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Nostalgia’s mostly dangerous and bent, infecting memory with fantasy, and modifying fact until what’s meant as scarlet takes on tones of burgundy. So childhood’s remembered as a state that was or should have been replete with glee, and parents subsidize; … Continue reading →

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Puttering

Posted on March 5, 2020 by sputterpub

Perusing I-Can-Read books with my friend (who’s nearly 3 years old), he likes of late the Putter works. And though Sam will pretend to be a monkey, he won’t imitate the characters encountered in those books. The stories feature neighbors … Continue reading →

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Non Gratitude

Posted on February 26, 2020 by sputterpub

The dowager declined to buy or lend. Her grownup grandchildren were in a squeeze, and though she has abundance she won’t spend it yet. Presenting her with facts and pleas, I had to find another way around. I made her … Continue reading →

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Fake History

Posted on February 17, 2020 by sputterpub

My mother’s been impatient and abrupt for all my life, task-driven to extremes. My father harbored passions; he’d erupt with wrath or indignation, but his dreams and deeds were loving – he knew how to teach instilling confidence, inviting thought. … Continue reading →

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