Category Archives: Health

ADentalVENTURE (HA 92 Ottava Rima)

Posted on June 17, 2020 by sputterpub

When I was young, I thought a lot was wrong With me; I tried and failed conformity, And came to like myself. To not belong Turned out okay. But one normality May be the death of me – my teeth … Continue reading →

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I’m Growing More (HA 90 Rondeau)

Posted on June 15, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m growing more political of late. So rarely tempted to cooperate, I seldom work with others very well, but now that we are rocketing to hell I’m hopeful like it’s 1968. We’re shaky, but perhaps we can create a different … Continue reading →

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Signs (HA 88 Rondine)

Posted on June 13, 2020 by sputterpub

I see the signs of weariness. Although the counties multiplied to 30 feet the distance to a stranger on the street, there’s evidence more folks are on the go again, more traffic and it isn’t slow, less masks on the … Continue reading →

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Fatigue Huitain (HA 87)

Posted on June 12, 2020 by sputterpub

We’re sick of staying in to not get sick. We have acute fatigue about the news that we can be assured will pluck and pick the slant they think the audience will choose. Who listened weeks ago may not excuse … Continue reading →

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Dietary Dizain (HA 86)

Posted on June 11, 2020 by sputterpub

It’s logical, but when will facts emerge? I mask outside and never ride a bus. It’s June – we thought the viral load would surge two weeks ago at least, but most of us seem Covid-free. Can you and I … Continue reading →

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Hump Day (HA 85 Dizain)

Posted on June 10, 2020 by sputterpub

The custom of a work week five days long has dominated culture all my span, and Wednesday marks the middle as we throng to cross the hump to Saturday, and plan to shop or hop to leisure if we can, … Continue reading →

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Teeter (HA 84 Magic 9)

Posted on June 9, 2020 by sputterpub

I felt a little lightness yesterday, and thought in this environment of plague and wide unrest, to hide it or I’d pay a price in lurking guilt and murky shame. For most the day no trouble seemed to weigh on … Continue reading →

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Skeptical (HA 81 Interlocking Rubaiyat)

Posted on June 6, 2020 by sputterpub

I used to trust the scientists and press to separate the careful from the guess. I saw the politicians who abuse the truth, but thought the scholars would address the subjects with strict discipline, and choose the rigors of the … Continue reading →

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The Forever Virus (HA 80 Chanso)

Posted on June 5, 2020 by sputterpub

Of course I don’t want anybody scared. My rhymes are never meant to channel grief. But if you have an urge to feel prepared, then watch for facts instead of hot belief. It may be vain to vest in a … 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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