Tag Archives: Love

Murk Means Work

Posted on April 14, 2023 by sputterpub

I had a bout of clarity last week,when everyone I love was liking me.I knew it couldn’t last, and didn’t seekextension – I just savored feeling free.Alive to how life changes, constantlyinconstant, I espied approaching murk.I can’t ignore what’s crazing … Continue reading →

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Childhoods

Posted on March 24, 2023 by sputterpub

I knew him well, or so I thought back then.We married and we talked incessantly.The sex was good and we were best of friends.The subsequent divorce, it seemed to me,avoided bitterness, was short on rue,and never severed memories with tears.We … Continue reading →

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1991

Posted on February 4, 2023 by sputterpub

A 2 raised to the power 5 resultsin tallied years since they had their affair.For 10 days then, two middle-aged adultsconversed, exposed, laid every detail bare.Outgoing both, they’d neither had a sharein any love so easy to convey.And though since … Continue reading →

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After a Dream

Posted on October 27, 2022 by sputterpub

I wonder have I grown too old to like a peer, if I could meet one interesting? Perhaps my heart’s too callused now and sore, and throbbed too many times to sense the spike of Cupid’s arrow loosed while on … Continue reading →

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Imaginary Dialogue

Posted on October 5, 2022 by sputterpub

I don’t even like him but that’s no excuse to stay mute.I’ll fantasize good conversations together instead.Reality often can pale and leave ears destitute,so I will continue our dialogue inside my head.For that’s where he asks me the questions about … Continue reading →

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Romance

Posted on September 11, 2022 by sputterpub

My love’s comportment won’t embarrass me.I brim with pride instead of shame, in fact.Nobody else can share my privacy. My darling doesn’t do discourtesy,but flourishes as my ideal of tact.My love’s comportment won’t embarrass me. I’d relish what would be … Continue reading →

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Portal Take Two

Posted on August 11, 2022 by sputterpub

That bedtime call we’ve both come to expectdid not go well. Devolving to a bawl,his parents moved to sternly disconnectthat bedtime call. I’ve known the boy since he was four months small,and as his visage crumpled, I felt wrecked.Aflood with … Continue reading →

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On She Who Would Be Loved

Posted on April 29, 2022 by sputterpub

Her sister’s plan seems odd to both our wits,but we decide to live without a man,so we see strategy that contradictsher sister’s plan. Continuing cohabitation’s spanis destined for more punishment, and bitsof bitterness. We’d rather watch a ban. But we’re … Continue reading →

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Life Surprises

Posted on September 23, 2020 by sputterpub

I always thought I’d marry and give birth,but didn’t know I’d wed at 22.And though we didn’t plan, one New Year’s mirthproduced a Virgo girl with eyes of blueand ash-blonde hair, like no one in my clan.When 5 years passed … Continue reading →

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Hearing What Was Said

Posted on August 27, 2020 by sputterpub

He said he feared she’d figure out just what a duck he is. His language cracked her can with doubt and flattened all the fizz. Her second self-described as tense and though she disagreed, the stress with him waxed so … Continue reading →

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