Category Archives: Writing

November Evenings

Posted on November 12, 2025 by sputterpub

The sun is going down at 5 o’clock.The evening rolls in, darkening the view.And though aware I host some writer’s blockat dusk, I can revise a line or two,considering that while it’s nothing newI write, creative is the energyI loose … Continue reading →

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On Second Thought

Posted on November 11, 2025 by sputterpub

I think to write at night, but lately findmy hands would rather rest than hold a pen.Although ideas may germinate in mind,they need some percolation time. So whena theme occurs – a question or a kindof theory buds – I … Continue reading →

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Morning Write About Night

Posted on November 7, 2025 by sputterpub

Becoming more diurnal every year,I’m up at dawn and comatose by nine.Accomplishing all morning, then I veerto lassitude by 2 pm, my spineand brain to recess aimed. And that’s been finea decade, but I’m contemplating change –tonight I’ll write and … Continue reading →

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Editing

Posted on November 5, 2025 by sputterpub

Her letter to the editor was good(she sent it to me though I didn’t ask).Agreeing with its politics, I wouldhave slashed some words, if that had been my task.But pausing in reply I realized shouldimprove me. Well I knew she’d … Continue reading →

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10/12/25

Posted on October 19, 2025 by sputterpub

When I encounter this, 2 years or lessfrom now, and choose to edit it or not,I’ll recollect today without a guess;I’ll have no cause to murmur “I forgot.”That’s why I daily find some lines to jot.October 12th of Twenty Twenty-fivewas … 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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T Minus 5

Posted on September 9, 2025 by sputterpub

Five days before I left, I had no themeto talk about, no subject to discuss.I focused on my plans and tried to beamsome calm inside, resisting any fussof deadlines, limitations, or extremepreoccupation, letting no words mussmy musing, sensing scenes will … Continue reading →

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Writing on Empty

Posted on August 13, 2025 by sputterpub

Wasn’t there something I wanted to write?Maybe if so I forgot.Seems I received dreaming scenes all last night.Questing back now? Maybe not.Wasn’t there something I wanted to say?Often I harbor a lot.Possibly I will be quiet today.That’s all I have … Continue reading →

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No Fair Share

Posted on August 7, 2025 by sputterpub

It shouldn’t irritate me very much,but sloppy use of language hurts my mood.I read “more than fair share,” regarding suchmisfortunes as a chronic lack of food,surplus of grief, and tragedies that touchthe soul attacking peace in attitude.Of course a lengthy … 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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