Category Archives: Poetry

BDTR

Posted on November 15, 2020 by sputterpub

Remember Better Dead Than Red?We used to hear the line a lotwhen we were young and war was not,when Communism pulled aheadand battles waged were Cold instead.Well that was long ago. The Wallis gone. Some thought we’d won it all,but … Continue reading →

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RSS

Posted on November 14, 2020 by sputterpub

I wake on Saturdays away from home,so if I’m to maintain my posting streakof publishing a daily lockdown poem,then Friday’s my occasion, every week,to schedule the meter in advance.But I mistrust the algorithm’s deeds.I long to give my verse at … Continue reading →

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Estranged

Posted on November 13, 2020 by sputterpub

I fail to understand, although I’ve tried,why millions of my countrymen supporta leader with no compass, who can’t guide,who won’t seek any wisdom or resortto knowledge, education, open mind,or building bridges virtual or real.I leave attempted empathy behind –today I … Continue reading →

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Foreknowledge

Posted on November 12, 2020 by sputterpub

“I know what you’re about to say to me.”My father’d interrupt with words like thosewhen we grew heated. Furious I’d be,but almost stopped, amazed at how he choseto interact, predicting wrong, and closethe gate to any chance to understandhis daughter, … Continue reading →

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Shining You On

Posted on November 11, 2020 by sputterpub

When things keep happening that boggle me,between myself and one I dearly love,when doors are slammed and chairs are shoved, and weappear to live on different worlds, aboveall else I want to talk the problem out,but if my interlocutor resists,and … Continue reading →

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Empathology

Posted on November 10, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m disinclined to watch performance live.For years I’ve understood the cause to bestrong empathy: I want the act to thrive –I wince at failure’s possibility.(Then too, I never drew from any crowdthe energy I want. I suffer loudinvasions in a … Continue reading →

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Couch Potato

Posted on November 9, 2020 by sputterpub

I’m glad we have power tonight.The fires are down; winds are light.Exhausted by news,seeking what will amuse,I’ll be screening a romance or fright.

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Thanks to LC

Posted on November 8, 2020 by sputterpub

Persimmons start to ripen in the treeoutside my window. I was not the gard-ener – my neighbor’s into botany –she asked if she could farm the little yardbetween us and I hastened to agree.She made the labor look like nothing … Continue reading →

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Results

Posted on November 7, 2020 by sputterpub

It’s difficult to catch a cold right nowfor those of us who shelter in our place.I cannot get the flu; I don’t know howto breathe the germs with mask upon my face.The buses and the planes I used to rideare … Continue reading →

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My Briar Patch

Posted on November 6, 2020 by sputterpub

Mom cautioned that I shouldn’t speak, unlessthe subject and my tone would be okay.I always hated rude, but I’ll confessI didn’t gird my thoughts or words the wayshe wished. She also said that I should stayinside my room if I … Continue reading →

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