Category Archives: Transit

Relief on BART

Posted on October 18, 2025 by sputterpub

The streets were so cluttered I needed a break:old shoppers at Ashby, young students at Miles.Who knew riding BART could relieve a small ache,allowing alone to regenerate smiles?I boarded at Rockridge – 10 minutes I’d takein respite from dodging humanity … Continue reading →

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A Walk to the Doc

Posted on October 17, 2025 by sputterpub

I didn’t want the visit, but the shouldresounded till I booked the yearly scan(I aim to spend these seasons feeling goodif possible, so I’ve a gentle planto catch the weaks before they’re fails, and spanthe acts with exercise and healthy … Continue reading →

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Obstaculitis

Posted on October 4, 2025 by sputterpub

Congested traffic Friday afternoonwas neighbor-notable at half past 2.My amble was at normal pace, but soonI overtook 4 dozen cars. A slewof drivers changed their course by yaw and skew,but I proceeded happy on concrete.I never passed the cause of … Continue reading →

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Homing

Posted on October 2, 2025 by sputterpub

The trip was good – vacations always provehow beneficial is a change of scene,a variance in how I daily move,a welcome stirring break from all routine.But time adjustment time, and jogs betweendescendant dens, have kept me on the roam.At last … Continue reading →

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No Air Share

Posted on October 1, 2025 by sputterpub

The two old white guys on the plane near meassumed that I would yield whatever spacethey wanted, though they each moved mindlesslyand neither seemed to have a thoughtful face.But maybe that’s inaccurate – I seesuch lack of focus, every time … Continue reading →

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Filling

Posted on September 28, 2025 by sputterpub

Two pages left, and then I’ll have to findanother little notebook I can takewith me, and transiting express the kindof ideas that meanderings half-bake:impressions I will cook on open mindand temper as I rest from muscle ache.I used to toss … Continue reading →

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Oh No

Posted on September 25, 2025 by sputterpub

It isn’t that I had a task to dothis afternoon. At home I would have readand napped. I had no projects to pursue,but sure I’d have preferred it there insteadof sitting in the airport when time bledas slow as sludge … Continue reading →

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The Short Leg

Posted on September 19, 2025 by sputterpub

Perhaps it’s that I’m used to flights alone,or maybe I’ve not noted how annoyedI’ve been by geriatric hum and groan,but seldom have I separateness enjoyedas much as now: a flit to Germany,my eyes on words, three glasses now deployedin near … Continue reading →

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Salatzen Dut

Posted on September 18, 2025 by sputterpub

Does everyone annoy me? That’s not good…Concluding that it really may be meinstead of others, thinking that I shouldassess my inmost personality,and list the ways I irk my neighborhood,I plan to set that challenge presently.But first I’ll shun complaints and … Continue reading →

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Santander-Bound

Posted on September 17, 2025 by sputterpub

We cruise the Garonne exiting Bordeaux, through water brackish from the salty tides. The dogs ashore are barking as we flow as smooth as satin, for the vessel glides well-stablilized. The wind has ceased to blow. With all aboard each … Continue reading →

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