Category Archives: Poetry

Puzzle Progress

Posted on January 14, 2021 by sputterpub

This jigsaw puzzle’s numerous and hard.I thought I’d quit it if it took me days,but now I’m hooked in table-covered craze. My daughter sent it like a New Year’s card.She bought one for herself and distance-plays.This jigsaw puzzle’s numerous and … Continue reading →

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Writing on Empty

Posted on January 13, 2021 by sputterpub

A poet needs a topic or a theme,and I don’t want to write on politicsor public health, or flu without a fix. The last ten months inspire me to scream,with soaring sick and deadly leader tricks.A poet needs a topic … Continue reading →

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O’s Words

Posted on January 12, 2021 by sputterpub

My hair consultant visited last week,but not to cut the Covid mane I’ve grown.She brought me product, and we stood to speaksix feet apart and masked, outside my home.She’s middle-aged and smart, self-made and skilled.Ten months ago is when she … Continue reading →

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2021 Calendar

Posted on January 11, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s time to annotate my calendar,although I may be jotting fruitlessly.It’s yet too soon to plan where I can be. We seem to have vaccines but not a cure.We seem to have misplaced civility.It’s time to annotate my calendar,although I … Continue reading →

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Amorphous Unease

Posted on January 10, 2021 by sputterpub

I woke up feeling like I had too muchto do today, too driven and too pressed.That’s odd because I’m locked inside, with sucha surge in virus that I’ll host no guestand go nowhere, agreeing that I’m bestoff staying safe and … Continue reading →

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Olding

Posted on January 9, 2021 by sputterpub

We didn’t know our mom would live so long,who lost her mother while gestating me.But till the virus she was going strong,although that struck coincidentallywith normal wear that’s no calamity:her parts became too tenuous to fix.She daylight falls asleep so … Continue reading →

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Big Puzzle Little House

Posted on January 8, 2021 by sputterpub

We build a puzzle every New Year’s Eve.It started in my husband’s parents’ placemore years ago than many will believe,when they were still alive, before disgrace,divorce and scandal altered gatherings.My daughter loves tradition, so she buysa jigsaw puzzle with the … Continue reading →

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Eight Days Hence

Posted on January 7, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s near 300 days since I beganthis daily writing project. House arrestcontinues and although I didn’t planit so, and probably would not have guessed,I tend to write about a week ahead.It’s Wednesday where I sit – in 8 more days,when … Continue reading →

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January 6

Posted on January 6, 2021 by sputterpub

A civil war is slated to begintoday, that doesn’t bode civility.The sane know Donald didn’t get the win –he opened avenues to public hateand celebrated racist originwith media-magnetic vitriol.America has taken on the chinfour awful years of unrealityamounting to obscenity, … Continue reading →

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What Are They Thinking?

Posted on January 5, 2021 by sputterpub

Let’s posit their shenanigans succeed –has anyone considered consequence?The neos act as if they only needan overturn to make the country…What??A semi-continent with resource-bleed;a culture cropped with bigotry and lies;a catechism based on hate and greed;a place with no place … Continue reading →

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