Category Archives: Transit

Rain Plane Huitain

Posted on November 30, 2021 by sputterpub

Communication problems slowed me down.I tried complying, but I failed to getthe TSA instructions— did he frownbehind his mask? But even so, he letme pass (Express), and then I didn’t setcomputer gear apart. But here’s the plane.I’m old and not … Continue reading →

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Concentration

Posted on November 29, 2021 by sputterpub

I concentrated on my kin last week.I occupied less space and wrote few lines.I funded meals and didn’t try to speak.I paid attention to some odd designs.I took less space than when I bide at home.I barely read and didn’t … Continue reading →

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Northern Slippers

Posted on October 7, 2021 by sputterpub

It’s cooler here at night, and darker too,and though the rain’s refreshing to behold,I’m far away from what I like to doto cushion me and counteract the cold.But I’ve been often here, within the foldof family, and I’ve left things … Continue reading →

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Fair Fare

Posted on September 30, 2021 by sputterpub

This month we’ve gottenride discounts on all BART trains.Fair fare feels deserved.

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Precomposition

Posted on September 28, 2021 by sputterpub

Six days from now I’ll journey to the north(when this is posted, I’ll be one day there,arising from an air bed, first of fourthsunrises, forecast mild, okay air).I’ll be away from home – the trade is fair:my privacy for love … Continue reading →

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Ensconced

Posted on August 5, 2021 by sputterpub

Away from home but on familiar land,it’s good here now. I miss my bath and bed,or course – amenities at my command –but I’ve this week abundant love instead.These people understand my heart and heada little more than most, without … Continue reading →

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Push

Posted on July 25, 2021 by sputterpub

About to modify my week’s routine,about to leave my nest to board a plane,I hover like a hummingbird betweentwo blossoms that will fuel me as they drainmy introverted energy. The strainof leaving sanctuary is the priceI’ll pay for love and … Continue reading →

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Tickets

Posted on June 28, 2021 by sputterpub

I booked an airplane trip. In 40 daysI’ll fly to visit family I love.For 18 months we’ve only had displayson FaceTime, but I needed quite a shoveto pick the flight. We’re opening all waysright now. So in a month I’ll … Continue reading →

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It’s Flying Time Again

Posted on June 7, 2021 by sputterpub

The real estate is sold. The plague abates.It feels like time to take on other tasks.A visit’s overdue – my clan awaits –and though they’re still requiring the maskson planes, this week I’ll be selecting datesto fly, responding to beloved … Continue reading →

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In Praise of a Good Avocado

Posted on June 5, 2021 by sputterpub

By transit home today, I’m feeling irked.It’s taking too much time and drags a moodalready low, a spirit overworked,to heavy slog and whine. My attitudeis tentative. I’m hungry. I need foodfor mouth and mind and anything but grief.Arriving with an … Continue reading →

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