Category Archives: Poetry

Sick Day

Posted on November 15, 2021 by sputterpub

A little ill, I’m taking Monday off.I will not work or exercise today.My cold has now matured into a cough,and I prescribe long rest, computer play,an easy book with nothing wise to say,avoiding interactions I won’t miss,and soup. I plan … Continue reading →

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Head Cold

Posted on November 14, 2021 by sputterpub

I caught the cold my grandkids tossed around.There’s no escaping 7 months or 4years old – we saw, we hugged and kissed and clowned,in chair and couch and rolling on the floor.A little ill, I’m willing still for more.Although since … Continue reading →

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Centered

Posted on November 13, 2021 by sputterpub

The center of my universe is me,and circumstances here are rather nice.The next concentric circle’s family,and though my peers and elders give advice,there’s plenty of respect and courtesy.My neighborhood demands no sacrifice.But farther out – the more the distance grows … Continue reading →

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The Fixer’s Future

Posted on November 12, 2021 by sputterpub

The mother was a fixer all her life,who taught her little girl to people-watchfor make-overs, and labor as a wiferepairing every incidental botch.She’d walk into a room and redesignin mind the furniture and color scheme.Maintaining that she couldn’t draw a … Continue reading →

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Comprising Three People

Posted on November 11, 2021 by sputterpub

I shuffle in the morning when I rise.My skeleton is creaky, and my faceis like my father’s just before demise.I take in coffee, puzzles and some words,and then I’m capable of exercise,which stirs a bout of youth-like energyuntil late afternoon, … Continue reading →

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Pass

Posted on November 10, 2021 by sputterpub

When I advise or recommend to you,and you discard my words or don’t attend,no longer will I quibble or pursue:ignore and I won’t bore you any more.But nor am I responsible. I’ll lendand then return what you decline to learn.That … Continue reading →

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Logic Problem

Posted on November 9, 2021 by sputterpub

“They need to read more Plato,” someone said,but he’s a teacher bound to miss the mark,who thinks that only logic fills the head,and only reason penetrates the dark.I wish he were correct. I once agreed,but I cannot ignore experience.For while … Continue reading →

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The Good M.D.

Posted on November 8, 2021 by sputterpub

I guess nobody wants to see the doc,but my aversion stems from an extremeexperience when I was five. The shockstayed with me, reinforced into a themeof error, disrespect, and mindless scheme.But I went in today, and all was nice.The treatment … Continue reading →

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Impetus

Posted on November 7, 2021 by sputterpub

I think all children love to learn at first,but many suffer curiosityto wane as they gain years, as if they’re cursedto age into dull insipidity.The lucky are precocious, full of thirstfor power, lusting for maturity.Though early pain may be their … Continue reading →

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Passive-Aggressive Litter

Posted on November 6, 2021 by sputterpub

Discarded masks are litter now, on streetand sidewalk – mostly paper, pleated, blue.I thought they found by accident concrete,but people tell me they were tossed in fitsof chickenshit frustration. That conceitI can’t embrace. And knotted plastic bagsof poop I notice … Continue reading →

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