Category Archives: Love

A Safe Hate

Posted on November 23, 2023 by sputterpub

There will be times a growing person hates –occasions of confusion or ill will,when anger fills the heart and no debatescan settle feelings mixed and poised to spill.A child’s ego grows and separates,and needs to learn to handle well and … Continue reading →

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An Incompatible Metaphor

Posted on November 18, 2023 by sputterpub

When we were young and lovely, and in love,and trying to identify the waysthat we were similar, as if to shoveconclusions we’d be soulmates all our days,we little noticed difference in the hazethat passion wove around us and between.We didn’t … Continue reading →

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Our Fatuous Phase

Posted on November 14, 2023 by sputterpub

Now I can tell you’re irritated too –you wisely try to alter how we speak.But saying “I won’t go there” will not do,unless you modify your own techniqueof blurting statements generating piqueor begging a response that won’t concur.We’re on the … Continue reading →

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Diversion

Posted on September 30, 2023 by sputterpub

I had to overhear the arguments –there wasn’t any room to get away.Disparity in their intelligencewas always large, but now the field of grayhas shrunk to black-&-white. Denied dismayin one promotes false attitude and naps.The other runs to growth and … Continue reading →

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Posted on September 17, 2023 by sputterpub

Two score and seven after giving birth,I choose these words to publicize a childmy husband and I loosed upon the earthwho’s always been a force, and seldom mild.In some ways she reminded me of me,but we’re as unalike in wit … Continue reading →

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That Old Declaration

Posted on September 7, 2023 by sputterpub

“How can I bring a child into this,our fucked-up world? I just don’t think that’s right.”I’ve heard the claim that global messinessdisputes gestation of new life. It mightmake sense if birth were for the embryoalone – to set an egg-and-sperm … Continue reading →

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Sorry for Your Loss

Posted on August 30, 2023 by sputterpub

I’m sorry for your loss, my sister-friend.Although there wasn’t likelihood you’d getmaternal love and nurture, still, her endeliminates the chance that she’d regrether failure, and employ this time in tenderlate expression. Please don’t be upsettoo much – she suffered punishment … Continue reading →

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Not Missing You

Posted on August 29, 2023 by sputterpub

I’ll want to say I missed you when you’re back,but I don’t think those words will be sincere.We talk too much – I never feel a lack –and you’re so often home you’re always near.You like to wage a vehement … Continue reading →

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Wistful

Posted on July 30, 2023 by sputterpub

Two days with kids I love and then I leftas scheduled, and I should feel relief.But my emotion’s something like bereft,though I can’t call it any kind of grief.My heart is whole. I don’t detect a cleftand I want time … Continue reading →

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Leaning In

Posted on May 23, 2023 by sputterpub

We sat upon the couch and talked a bit.He wasn’t feeling well in back or head.Fatigue besieged (as is appropriate,with two young kids to wrest him from his bed).Attending to the way he sat and said,respecting his full plate and … Continue reading →

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