Category Archives: Poetry

Overgrowth

Posted on November 28, 2023 by sputterpub

Though common palms are tufted more than limbed,they constitute a threat if they ignite.Dead fronds that hang like bangs should all be trimmedbefore a spark or flame sets them alight.Exploding like a fireball’s a sightnobody wants to witness, for the … Continue reading →

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Market Musing

Posted on November 27, 2023 by sputterpub

I walked 2,000 steps toward south and east,to buy some groceries that filled my pack.I looked at clouds and with the weight increased,I waited for a bus to take me back.I saw the clouds hint drizzle’d come at least.I noted … Continue reading →

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But Don’t They Care?

Posted on November 26, 2023 by sputterpub

But don’t they care about the noise they add?To broadcast music in the local airwhile building next to me? It makes me sad,but don’t they care? I heard it from within my napping chair,and I’ll admit I felt a little … Continue reading →

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Square Meal

Posted on November 25, 2023 by sputterpub

I chopped and cooked a square meal yesterday.It’s actually enough to serve for four.The sky invited me – it glowered grayand hung the intimation it could pour.No task or errand lured my feet awayfrom making food that’s suitable to store.I … Continue reading →

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Neurodiverity

Posted on November 24, 2023 by sputterpub

The autism spectrum appears to be wide –more nuanced than visible light.While some demarcations are identifiedI doubt that the shrinks have it right. When Sally said neurodivergent’s the word,I think Siggy tossed in his grave,and Carl’s ghost suggested the notion’s … Continue reading →

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A Safe Hate

Posted on November 23, 2023 by sputterpub

There will be times a growing person hates –occasions of confusion or ill will,when anger fills the heart and no debatescan settle feelings mixed and poised to spill.A child’s ego grows and separates,and needs to learn to handle well and … Continue reading →

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Punch-Drunk Policies

Posted on November 22, 2023 by sputterpub

Some people favor personalityand others espouse policies instead.“I hate French food,” a fool once said to me,and twice I’ve heard acquaintances declarethat they won’t read a novel if they seethe movie adaptation first, as ifboth treatments have the same capacity.There’s … Continue reading →

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Philomathy

Posted on November 21, 2023 by sputterpub

“Sapiosexual” she voiced to me,when I said I’m turned on by learning, butI looked it up and found that, technically,her term denotes attraction to a brainabove the norm. But let’s speak honestly –alone or not, I thrill to new ideas.It’s … Continue reading →

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Three Stations

Posted on November 20, 2023 by sputterpub

Three stations situated near my place –Downtown, Rockridge, and Ashby – are arounda 30-minute walk I oft embrace.The first is up, the others underground.The stroll’s more interesting, is what I’ve found,in north or south directions. But the west(to Ashby, fewer … Continue reading →

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Sentence

Posted on November 19, 2023 by sputterpub

Deciding I won’t exercise the waythat’s customary, nursing a sore armI got from shots I suffered yesterday,intended to protect from viral harm,succeeded by a trek with full displayto kin of school and avenue aswarm,I bathe and rest with zero tasks … Continue reading →

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