Category Archives: Transit

Progress to Portland (ME)

Posted on October 30, 2024 by sputterpub

I’m noting scant diversity aboard.There’s sameness in the posture, heads, and skin.I haven’t seen expressions I’ll record,or heard an observation quick to spinmy mind through avenues that cast reward.But I am breathing salted oxygen,and filling with fall color softened gaze,alone … Continue reading →

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Back the Back

Posted on October 27, 2024 by sputterpub

I’m babying my neck and back today(though babies don’t ingest an oval pill).We’re relatively late to bus awayfrom Sydney’s pierage – 10 a.m. untilmid-afternoon, when we may start to sway.They warn a storm will blow and maybe spillsome Nova Scotian … Continue reading →

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Big Swells, No Signal

Posted on October 25, 2024 by sputterpub

Already quite relaxed, I didn’t mindthe interruption of the Internet.We’ve left the coast of Canada behindfor now, and though devices should be setan hour forward, Apple cannot findthe proper number, so I’ll just forgetall obligations while we plow the sea,and … Continue reading →

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At Sea

Posted on October 24, 2024 by sputterpub

I won’t complain about complaints I hear.I’ll try ignoring grimace, grunt and frown.There’s negativity imposing near,but nothing has occurred to bring me down.The views are water-colored, edged in brownof earth and hues of aging autumn leaves.The motion of the ship’s … Continue reading →

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From the Terrace (Montreal)

Posted on October 23, 2024 by sputterpub

At half past 3 I’m chased out of my roomby chambermaid a little late to clean.I don’t mind, though admit I did assumeshe’d make our beds before. But here the scene(14 floors up the air’s without a plumeof smoke from … Continue reading →

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Post-Covid Travel

Posted on October 22, 2024 by sputterpub

The last five years, I haven’t traveled far.I’ve never ventured out with easiness,and as I age considerations areincreasing. I have ways to calm the stress,but doubt I can extinguish it in full.No matter how I do, I can’t correctthe urge … Continue reading →

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I’ll Take a Break

Posted on October 2, 2024 by sputterpub

I’ll take a break from posting poetry.Although undoubtedly I’ll see and makea note that may have footing metrically,I’ll take a break. I’ll lock my door to open to a wakebehind a boat amid new scenery,recording with my hands and eyes … Continue reading →

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Bon Voyage

Posted on September 15, 2024 by sputterpub

Three weeks from now I’ll be away from here,near midway through a tantalizing trip.I used to travel thus most every year,the chosen mode quite often via ship.But Covid intervened with crowding fear,with age and caution acting like a whipthat drove … Continue reading →

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Bookless

Posted on September 7, 2024 by sputterpub

My Kindle’s fully charged, but not with me.Now I must bus and train and bus without.I have a phone app but it’s hard to see.I feel too well to voice complaints aboutthis lack. It gives me opportunityto veer from habit, … Continue reading →

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View from a Bus Stop

Posted on August 23, 2024 by sputterpub

Too bad the bus is 16 minutes out,but walking doesn’t seem advised to do –this pain at base of spine is not a shout,but whispers so persistently I’m throughwith further ambulation. And it’s truethis bench is nice and so’s the … Continue reading →

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