Tag Archives: Health

Dietary Dizain (HA 86)

Posted on June 11, 2020 by sputterpub

It’s logical, but when will facts emerge? I mask outside and never ride a bus. It’s June – we thought the viral load would surge two weeks ago at least, but most of us seem Covid-free. Can you and I … Continue reading →

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Hump Day (HA 85 Dizain)

Posted on June 10, 2020 by sputterpub

The custom of a work week five days long has dominated culture all my span, and Wednesday marks the middle as we throng to cross the hump to Saturday, and plan to shop or hop to leisure if we can, … Continue reading →

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Teeter (HA 84 Magic 9)

Posted on June 9, 2020 by sputterpub

I felt a little lightness yesterday, and thought in this environment of plague and wide unrest, to hide it or I’d pay a price in lurking guilt and murky shame. For most the day no trouble seemed to weigh on … Continue reading →

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Skeptical (HA 81 Interlocking Rubaiyat)

Posted on June 6, 2020 by sputterpub

I used to trust the scientists and press to separate the careful from the guess. I saw the politicians who abuse the truth, but thought the scholars would address the subjects with strict discipline, and choose the rigors of the … Continue reading →

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The Forever Virus (HA 80 Chanso)

Posted on June 5, 2020 by sputterpub

Of course I don’t want anybody scared. My rhymes are never meant to channel grief. But if you have an urge to feel prepared, then watch for facts instead of hot belief. It may be vain to vest in a … Continue reading →

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When the Shit Hit the Fan (HA 77 Spenserian Stanza)

Posted on June 2, 2020 by sputterpub

A year ago I bought a ceiling fan as part of the remodel. Ever since I’ve loved it, but five days ago a man who’s dear to me exploded. I’ve had hints he’s overstressed, but that was evidence of someone … Continue reading →

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Dental Debacle? (HA 76)

Posted on June 1, 2020 by sputterpub

Near 14 years ago, my dentist said “You need a root canal,” and touched the spot: “though nothing hurts, before this tooth is dead, before the pain explodes. I kid you not.” By then I understood my gum disease (though … Continue reading →

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Overloads (HA 75 Limerick)

Posted on May 31, 2020 by sputterpub

The virus invaded our city. The federal fuckup’s not pretty. Germ load’s now our mess, Aggravated by stress, And everyone’s outlook is shitty.

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Fear and Sadness (HA 67 Decima)

Posted on May 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I watched a loved one hunker down as soon as house arrest began, embracing a pandemic plan in black-and-white (and shades of brown), amassing safety with a frown while reading stats of dire news. His rigid views did not excuse … Continue reading →

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Gum Disease in Pandemic (HA 66 Rondel)

Posted on May 22, 2020 by sputterpub

My mouth is hurting more today. I may be forced to make that call. I thought I could hold out till all this house arrest had gone away, ignoring ache until dismay along with swelling isn’t small. My mouth is … Continue reading →

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