Category Archives: Transit

Travel Pix

Posted on May 1, 2022 by sputterpub

Outside the bike shop, waiting in the car,digesting lunch I gladly paid to eat(while visiting, 500 miles faraway, where loved ones live and snacks are sweet),I gazed at scenes unlike the sights my streetaffords: a different cityscape than home.I ventured … Continue reading →

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Why I Ride

Posted on March 19, 2022 by sputterpub

The afternoon was long, and I was tiredfrom baby care and talk and little sleep.“I’ll drive you home,” she thanked as she inquiredhow best to help me get to well-earned rest.But I refused the ride, for I desiredthe privacy of … Continue reading →

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A Bon Voyage

Posted on March 5, 2022 by sputterpub

Apparently I chose two times to flywhen planes were full but airports had no crowd.I saw sufficient folks on whom to spy,but talk and background music weren’t loud.The weather had some moisture in the skybut didn’t block the views with … Continue reading →

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Might’s Well Write

Posted on March 4, 2022 by sputterpub

Away’s a break, and I’m with family.I’m visiting but we have little plannedoutside, and there’s not much to do or see,so when I’ve finished sundry tasks at hand,like dishes, salads, and I’ve energy,when talk is paused and time’s at my … Continue reading →

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Where We Went

Posted on January 4, 2022 by sputterpub

Like dominos cascading one by one,our socializing plans are toppled now.That party organized to be such funis cancelled, and our prudence won’t allowme on a plane until this surge has runits course, until it’s safe to mass somehow.We found a … Continue reading →

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Rough Commute

Posted on December 18, 2021 by sputterpub

I never intended to walk Market Stat 7 pm in December.They closed down two stations I needed, to meetthe train to cross the bay.I paced on to Franklin on confident feet,but then I began to rememberthe instinct evasive to beat … Continue reading →

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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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