Category Archives: Transit

End of the Line

Posted on August 19, 2025 by sputterpub

I’m grateful for the buses running yet.I know the system’s ever earning less.I often ride when walking will not getme where I wish to go without distressof time. Directors lately must resetsome schedules and frequencies, I guess.This stanza marks the … Continue reading →

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Delineation

Posted on August 12, 2025 by sputterpub

The contrast was so sharp, I can’t ignoresensations I collected those 2 days.On Saturday I opted to exploreon shaded grass some mortuary ways.At Sunday’s street fair there was so much moreto take in – people, music, sale displays.The first was … Continue reading →

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Roughly 16 Hours

Posted on August 11, 2025 by sputterpub

Reporting to some loved ones facts I heardthat may apply but need to percolate,and then of relatives bestowing word,the hours served to overstimulate.With insufficient rest, I rose to playwith children: sweet but tiring, no disputebut lots of volume. Toting love … Continue reading →

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Dactyls on BART

Posted on August 10, 2025 by sputterpub

Unruly Behavior Can Ruin a Ride.I spotted the sign Saturday.I pulled out my phone and shot what I espied –good dactyls – then went on my way. I wanted a topic for Sunday, and thoughtI couldn’t do better than this.The … Continue reading →

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Brake to Break

Posted on August 5, 2025 by sputterpub

I plan to interrupt this streak in weeks.On August 20th I shall depart.And though I will be practicing techniques,my time will go to gathering, from startto homecoming, each episode that tweaksattention, and the feelings in my heart.I’ll let impressions, fertilized … Continue reading →

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Alone in a Crowd

Posted on August 4, 2025 by sputterpub

I can’t remember when I’ve liked a crowd,and street fairs may repel me most of all.I don’t like saunters in the sun, and loudeffects from people cause my skin to crawl.There’s insufficient shade. I don’t recalloccasions comfortable or worth the … Continue reading →

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Riverview

Posted on August 3, 2025 by sputterpub

We cruised necropoli on Saturday.A section of the city came to bethe area where mortuaries lay.And when we chose to park and walked to seesome cryptic sections for this familyor that, amid old trees and plaques of stone,we gentled into … Continue reading →

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Trying Tryon

Posted on August 1, 2025 by sputterpub

This visit, moving air impresses me.Although the calendar reads late July,the temperature and the humidityare mild. Through the leaves an azure skycreates a bowl of clean. The weather’s dryand steps are easy, bathed by gentle breeze.The trails are clear. With … Continue reading →

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Wining

Posted on July 30, 2025 by sputterpub

This isn’t my first airplane flight you know,and dozens have been out of SFO,a specialist in finding many waysto exculpate its regular delays.A tardy cleaning crew? Give me a break.A false alarm of fire in the tower?I’ll need a cup … Continue reading →

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Ashore Before

Posted on July 27, 2025 by sputterpub

I’m paying extra for my airplane seat,and our accommodations on the cruise,while far below top deck or any suite,are more deluxe than staterooms I would choosebefore. Hotels and tours have good reviews,and little complications are abating.I’m pleased. I’m not imagining … Continue reading →

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