Category Archives: Writing

All Sweets Day

Posted on November 4, 2024 by sputterpub

At loose ends on a Friday close to 6,without a task ahead and feeling well,I have the yen to pen again, affixa nib to paper, let the blue ink flow.Without a pressing subject (nothing sticksin mind or begs to make … Continue reading →

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Deciding

Posted on September 23, 2024 by sputterpub

When Covid started and we stayed inside,I aimed to post a stanza every day.To meet that goal I sought verse forms, and trieda multitude of rhyme and meter schemes.The effort reimbursed me with a widecollection – inventory I can work.For … Continue reading →

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Streakage

Posted on September 21, 2024 by sputterpub

A streak that’s an encouragement at first,infusing effort when the spirits flag,can ultimately morph into the worstpropulsion forcing sorry work: a dragthat’s holding back, compulsion weirdly nursedto shrink, reversing growth from stretch to sag.I contemplate two weeks away, and thinkit … Continue reading →

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Return to Service

Posted on September 4, 2024 by sputterpub

The book was thick. I had to flick through inches till I foundwhat I recall as best of all. Pronouncing every sound,I read again the lines from when I felt my interest heat(and ever since, my fingerprints tattoo to meter’s … 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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Some Loveliness

Posted on July 28, 2024 by sputterpub

A little stale becomes my poetryif I too often write that senses pale,and how fatigue retards my energy:a little stale. It isn’t news that sinews start to failthis many years beyond maturity.There’s rarely fuel or wisdom mined from “ail.” On … Continue reading →

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Admission of Arrogance

Posted on July 3, 2024 by sputterpub

Although I sort this work, I haven’t yetproduced selected stanzas on a theme,a chapbook or a comprehensive set.But I could issue volumes on the streamof my friend’s arrogance. To not forgeta moment when she saw herself, extremeand cocky, and confessed … Continue reading →

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Other Subjects

Posted on June 10, 2024 by sputterpub

We’re tired of this virus, but nobody’s feeling ill,and protocols have been relaxed a lot.We’re still supposed to isolate 5 days and, sure, we will,but I refuse to add another jotof rhyming words and meter to what’s ailing me and … Continue reading →

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Solution

Posted on May 19, 2024 by sputterpub

I’d like to write today, but need to rest.A mystery of decades may relax,and offer up a pattern to suggesta pathway through a maze that’s paved with facts.A recent recollection has impressed,illuminating myriad attacks.I want to take a day to … Continue reading →

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Test Walk

Posted on May 8, 2024 by sputterpub

I’m testing walking prudently today.Instead of 60 minutes, I will busand promenade a quarter hour, say,and I won’t quibble with my age, or cussabout a change that may not go away.I’ll choose supportive shoes with zero fuss.In truth my status … Continue reading →

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