Category Archives: Poetry

No Kill

Posted on September 27, 2024 by sputterpub

Sixteen years old suggested someone killthe figurehead. The grownups jumped and said,Uh uh – that course of action no doubt willproduce a martyr – leave the jerk undead.Eliminate another way insteadof cartoon violence – the remedywill not emerge from arms … Continue reading →

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Loathing

Posted on September 26, 2024 by sputterpub

I loathe it then – you waste your words to me,suggesting fruitless effort once again,or starting any statement “hopefully.”I loathe it then. I wish you’d mean it if you say amen,conversing with apparent empathy,or syllables that use no oxygen. Of … Continue reading →

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Shifting

Posted on September 25, 2024 by sputterpub

I hit the floor in drive to tick off things:the puzzles, Duolingo, more, imploredue time from me, until set schedule bringsme showered dressed & ready out my door.From 6 until 11, I’d beforeme motivation and a bid to move.When finally … Continue reading →

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Alleviation

Posted on September 24, 2024 by sputterpub

I’ve tried with my co-residents for years,to get them to respect, in courtesy,our smattering of shared stuff. It appearsmy efforts just collect futility.They overload the landfill, and don’t bendtheir cardboard back to flat. Economyof space and time don’t with them … Continue reading →

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Deciding

Posted on September 23, 2024 by sputterpub

When Covid started and we stayed inside,I aimed to post a stanza every day.To meet that goal I sought verse forms, and trieda multitude of rhyme and meter schemes.The effort reimbursed me with a widecollection – inventory I can work.For … Continue reading →

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Binutiae

Posted on September 22, 2024 by sputterpub

They overfill the garbage bin of late.Each weekend I see signs of their abuse:disposing of compostables and freightthey could recycle, claiming no excuse.My efforts don’t succeed; words are no use.Today I moved that bin to its new space.No longer can … Continue reading →

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Streakage

Posted on September 21, 2024 by sputterpub

A streak that’s an encouragement at first,infusing effort when the spirits flag,can ultimately morph into the worstpropulsion forcing sorry work: a dragthat’s holding back, compulsion weirdly nursedto shrink, reversing growth from stretch to sag.I contemplate two weeks away, and thinkit … Continue reading →

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Atonal Buzz

Posted on September 20, 2024 by sputterpub

Construction feet away from my north wallI tolerate. I understand. But pleaseturn off the radio! I’ve made the callbefore, but every time the crew is new(retained as specialists to now installor build the next phase of the A.D.U.),the noise invades … Continue reading →

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Staying Down

Posted on September 19, 2024 by sputterpub

I’ve recently been spending time amongacquaintances who aren’t doing well.I’m sorry, but I try to hold my tongue,show sympathy, and don’t attempt to tellthem they could stretch their necks and breathe a spellof self-esteem and -care that’s nourishing.I’ve seen their … Continue reading →

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Signs of Light

Posted on September 18, 2024 by sputterpub

The structure that was built just east of me,apparently completed weeks ago,has shown few signs of any tenancy.The light at 3 a.m. appears to glowby some robotic timer’s agency.But yesterday I saw a flash – a showof bathroom light flipped … Continue reading →

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