Category Archives: Home

Day 8

Posted on August 9, 2021 by sputterpub

Five lovely days with 5 I like a lot,and then an afternoon amid 4 more,all finished with a Sunday brunch we gotwhere Mom’s recovering – back on her floorbut slower, with a walker – not a chorebut still a stressor. … Continue reading →

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A Dry Wet

Posted on July 28, 2021 by sputterpub

The leaf and leak patrols are out in force.I hear the power mowers, and I seethe EBMUD driver, in his truck of course,on cell phone while awaiting company.Surmising leaks they seek to find the source;our soaring bills denote a mystery.The … Continue reading →

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No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Posted on July 27, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m looking for a water leak, but I don’t have the keys.I’m urging other folks to speak, by email, writing “please.”But I of five am still alone – the others won’t affordthe time to work on their own home – … Continue reading →

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Push

Posted on July 25, 2021 by sputterpub

About to modify my week’s routine,about to leave my nest to board a plane,I hover like a hummingbird betweentwo blossoms that will fuel me as they drainmy introverted energy. The strainof leaving sanctuary is the priceI’ll pay for love and … Continue reading →

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Vacation Without Vacating

Posted on July 15, 2021 by sputterpub

I thought as usual I’d have todayand half tomorrow quiet here, alone,and then I’d juggle bouts of toddler playand visits with my sibs and Mom (no phonebut in-real-life). And then I heard them saythe young will camp; the elders will … Continue reading →

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For Just One Day

Posted on July 13, 2021 by sputterpub

For just one day, it’s feeling normal here.We’re summer cool, beneath a sky of grayat dawn and dusk, at midday mild, clear.For just one day. I’m smelling skunk but didn’t see the spray.My garden tenants thrive – they all appearto … Continue reading →

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Shade

Posted on July 10, 2021 by sputterpub

To match this gardenyou must love shade. You can’t plantlike this in full sun.

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Housekeeping

Posted on July 8, 2021 by sputterpub

It must be me, but I did not enjoythe morning visitors I had today.The first I simply thought I would employto clean my 20 windows, but he talkedincessantly – complaints that would annoya saint. And then I hosted, for two … Continue reading →

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Ease

Posted on July 5, 2021 by sputterpub

Awake 200 minutes, I am donewith all the tasks I self-assigned today.There weren’t many – now I’m glad there’s none,except completion of this little verse.I’m planning not to visit anyone,or venture from the yard that’s my domain.I’m wearying of never … Continue reading →

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Using

Posted on June 29, 2021 by sputterpub

I’d like to launder linens, and the clothesI’ve used this busy week. I know the yardis wanting water, too. From neck to toesI will immerse myself, and though on guardbecause of drought, I haven’t yet been barredfrom turning on my … Continue reading →

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