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The Boy and the Bullock

Posted on December 16, 2020 by sputterpub

I heard a story once, about a boywho hoisted in the air a newborn bull,determined to each morning re-employhis muscles as the bullock grew. At fullsize he would surely raise the beast, he thought.That attitude seemed accurate to me.But long … Continue reading →

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Yard Work

Posted on December 12, 2020 by sputterpub

I aimed to collect the debrisno longer attached to the tree.I knelt on the groundto amass what I found,and now my low back’s paining me.

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No Parole

Posted on December 7, 2020 by sputterpub

We locked down in Marchand didn’t reopen, butnow renew arrest.

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Another Pause

Posted on December 2, 2020 by sputterpub

Nine months ago, I felt I wouldn’t catchCoronavirus (stupid thing to say –like everyone, I’d no idea what batchof viral particles it takes to slay),but lately things feel different – yesterdayI learned the nanny in our bubble’s ill.We hope it … Continue reading →

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TG Day Plan

Posted on November 22, 2020 by sputterpub

The last two years we’ve brought Thanksgiving fareto Portland for that branch of family.But they’ve requested we not visit there,protecting compromised immunity.And then our aged mother asked we spareher risk of sick from love’s proximity.We hear and understand. We think … Continue reading →

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Couch Potato

Posted on November 9, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m glad we have power tonight.The fires are down; winds are light.Exhausted by news,seeking what will amuse,I’ll be screening a romance or fright.

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Thanks to LC

Posted on November 8, 2020 by sputterpub

Persimmons start to ripen in the treeoutside my window. I was not the gard-ener – my neighbor’s into botany –she asked if she could farm the little yardbetween us and I hastened to agree.She made the labor look like nothing … Continue reading →

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My Briar Patch

Posted on November 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Mom cautioned that I shouldn’t speak, unlessthe subject and my tone would be okay.I always hated rude, but I’ll confessI didn’t gird my thoughts or words the wayshe wished. She also said that I should stayinside my room if I … Continue reading →

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My Ballot

Posted on October 17, 2020 by sputterpub

Most Saturdays I wake away from hereand spend the morning with my beautifulcompanion – 3 years old and ever dear –but he’s away this weekend with his folks.I’ve time to exercise and persevereat poetry, except I have a taskdemanding I, … Continue reading →

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Time & Space Heater

Posted on October 12, 2020 by sputterpub

I have a calendar but don’t relyon it, retired, home 200 days.But morning gives a message from the sky –to rise at 6 is long before the sun.And then I feel a chill I can’t deny,informing me that winter’s on … Continue reading →

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