Category Archives: Poetry

Soft Breakup with a Tradesman

Posted on September 24, 2025 by sputterpub

Employing him for seven jobs this year,of course I grew acquainted with his brain.The man for months was all too often here,exhibiting cognition I’d complainabout, if I were to unleash a wordlike overtalkative, obsessed, or vain.But that feels futile and … Continue reading →

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Ministering to a Middle-Aged Son

Posted on September 23, 2025 by sputterpub

Post-surgical and feeling little pain(discomfort in his posture probably,exceeded by relief that in the mainit went so well he knows that he will besoon able to resume activity),and disinhibited by poppy’s kin,he speaks his mind and closely questions meon matters … Continue reading →

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Anagramatica

Posted on September 22, 2025 by sputterpub

Earth and Heart alikecomprise the same 5 letters,but so does Hater.

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Well, Actually

Posted on September 21, 2025 by sputterpub

“Well, actually,” he says, and it’s the baneof someone who adores him naturally,but can’t abide to hear the kid’s refrain:“Well, actually.” He’s only 8 but often factuallycorrect. And that he’s trying to mansplainis only entertaining you and me. I watch … Continue reading →

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Forced Refresh

Posted on September 20, 2025 by sputterpub

The PC got a little ill this week.It suddenly desisted to connectto Internet. The problem seemed unique;I tried all resolutions you’d expect.Apparently I need a new technique.But daily posts I’d rather not neglect,so I am limping, wireless and slow,and (big … Continue reading →

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The Short Leg

Posted on September 19, 2025 by sputterpub

Perhaps it’s that I’m used to flights alone,or maybe I’ve not noted how annoyedI’ve been by geriatric hum and groan,but seldom have I separateness enjoyedas much as now: a flit to Germany,my eyes on words, three glasses now deployedin near … Continue reading →

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Salatzen Dut

Posted on September 18, 2025 by sputterpub

Does everyone annoy me? That’s not good…Concluding that it really may be meinstead of others, thinking that I shouldassess my inmost personality,and list the ways I irk my neighborhood,I plan to set that challenge presently.But first I’ll shun complaints and … Continue reading →

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Santander-Bound

Posted on September 17, 2025 by sputterpub

We cruise the Garonne exiting Bordeaux, through water brackish from the salty tides. The dogs ashore are barking as we flow as smooth as satin, for the vessel glides well-stablilized. The wind has ceased to blow. With all aboard each … Continue reading →

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On Niggling

Posted on September 16, 2025 by sputterpub

She leaves each shower condiment ajar.That risks a spill at sea or may dilutethe contents, but I’m opting not to spar.What good would reformation constitute?Reminding her to flush would not go far.Requesting no increase in heat? I’m mute.It isn’t that … Continue reading →

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10th Day Out

Posted on September 15, 2025 by sputterpub

The weather has been cooler than expected.The menu is a challenge to resist.Some flaws in the companion are detected,and naturally some hominess is missed.But nothing fundamental’s in a twist:I have no pains; I’m sleeping well enough.I feel a little growth, … Continue reading →

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