Category Archives: Poetry

Pushing Through the Pain

Posted on August 23, 2013 by sputterpub

Remembering the birth day of my son – I had to get that baby out of me. His shoulders stuck, and I had only one more pushing chance at good delivery. That’s when the doctor looked into my eyes and … Continue reading →

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Inside Biking

Posted on August 19, 2013 by sputterpub

This morning as I pedaled on my bike, the music pumping rhythm in my head and coffee by my side the way I like my early exercise, the while I sped my body through that working half an hour, I … Continue reading →

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Being (T)here

Posted on August 16, 2013 by sputterpub

I like to walk a visit to a place, acquaint my feet and legs with its terrain, inhale its air, examine every face, and let its ambience itself explain. I don’t care overmuch about the food and I don’t want … Continue reading →

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Eating Disorder

Posted on August 12, 2013 by sputterpub

“If only I could…” “You’re not old enough.” “But all I really want…” “You’ll have to wait.” More singular than Beauty’s rose and tough as diamonds to obtain, I dedicate intelligence to choosing strategy and tactics so my body will … Continue reading →

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Sabbatical

Posted on August 10, 2013 by sputterpub

Today is for recovery and rest. I dedicate the daylight to my fix. I’ll hold the dying dog against my chest whose mess I rose to clean – four forty-six this morning: dire sound before the birds. She’s dreaming now … Continue reading →

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Exercise

Posted on August 9, 2013 by sputterpub

I used to be a sedentary child. My father called me vegetable, the noun both apt and mean, for though my thoughts were wild, ranging fantasies, I hunkered down inside my room, declined activities, and read and ate and dreamed … Continue reading →

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BFF

Posted on August 5, 2013 by sputterpub

The weight of friendship rests on me so lightly, sits so rightly on my heart, that I can carry it a hundred years. The bands we braid of self-respect delight me, hold me tight and let me start to range … Continue reading →

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Breakfast

Posted on August 3, 2013 by sputterpub

The skin is firmly smooth against my touch, the color flushed in orange red or rose. There’s no aroma I detect as such until the flavor’s cut to court my nose. The surface first resists incisive teeth – I’m hungry, … Continue reading →

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Surprise

Posted on August 2, 2013 by sputterpub

An errand took me outside yesterday and into perfect Thursday afternoon. Of all the folks enjoying it, I’d say that most were jobless. So it seems that soon or even now we’ll recognize two types: the inside folks who labor … Continue reading →

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Post-Modernism

Posted on July 29, 2013 by sputterpub

Remember peace and love and stringy hair? Insipid daisy-giving? Dancing gauze? Encounter groups and love-ins everywhere? The way the groups made every thought a cause? I recollect them with the same contempt engendered then by every boring pose; it seemed … Continue reading →

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