Category Archives: Personality

To Pop or Not to Pop

Posted on September 29, 2020 by sputterpub

She entered here and stated as she sat,“You need to add some color to your bed.This area is fine, but look at that –all wood and white – it wants a pop instead(or in addition) – that’s my point of … Continue reading →

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The Happiness Spectrum

Posted on September 27, 2020 by sputterpub

As far back as my memory extendsregarding socializing with my peers,in classroom desks with elementary friendsor high school intermixing several years,I tended to compare myself with all,but not in terms of popularity.I always questioned, as I now recall,if they were … Continue reading →

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Life Span

Posted on September 25, 2020 by sputterpub

When I was young, I wondered what I’d bewhen I grew up, but never for how long.Perhaps I’d write or learn philosophy…When I was young I wondered what I’d be:a master of marine biology?My passions were diversified but strongwhen I … Continue reading →

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Reactivity

Posted on September 11, 2020 by sputterpub

I had career ideas when I was small,but couldn’t zero in on one to tell.I wrote and read a lot, as I recall,but knew those loves would never pay me well.My English major let me read some moreand write enough, … Continue reading →

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Time Lapse

Posted on September 10, 2020 by sputterpub

I wrote this poem a week ago, when Iwas moving slowly, woefully depressed.I woke again to ashen air, white sky,and blue within. Of course I was distressedby politics, infection, how we’ve messedwith planetary goods. We fail. We’re toast.Rebounding with no … Continue reading →

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Routine Change

Posted on September 7, 2020 by sputterpub

I bought my bike in 1985,and soon I took to riding every dawn(I’d left the hospital. I aimed to thrive).It had a reading rack. I fed each yawnwith coffee from a shelf beside my arm.The exercise was nothing hard to … Continue reading →

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Build Back Better

Posted on August 24, 2020 by sputterpub

I almost died when I was 35; emergencies and error laid me low. But after weeks of pain I was alive – they pulled my tubes the night before I’d go back home, and left me in my sterile cell, … Continue reading →

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Still in My Room

Posted on August 21, 2020 by sputterpub

I wonder was my mother scared of me; I think she was expecting someone less. By far the youngest in her family, she never thought I’d bring her so much stress. I wasn’t good at tractable or sweet. She called … Continue reading →

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COVIDream

Posted on August 9, 2020 by sputterpub

An ordinary nightmare for the young, the one that more experience than not, is dreaming we’re at school one day among our peers, and realizing that we forgot to put on underwear. Anxiety invades us: how to handle vacancy beneath … Continue reading →

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Scaled Down

Posted on August 5, 2020 by sputterpub

“The beatings will continue till morale improves” came into office humor lore when I was young and prone to rationale, and this is what I took from it: The cure for sadness, fret, and most anxiety may be no more … Continue reading →

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