Tag Archives: Poetry

Lone Fir

Posted on August 22, 2026 by sputterpub

We walked the cemetery’s length to findthe namesake fir that doesn’t stand alone.One hundred eighty years have intertwinedthe view above with legion leaves and tone.An almost-arboretum now, a kindof shelter for the beds of dust and bone,we wandered grateful for … Continue reading →

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Budgeting

Posted on August 21, 2026 by sputterpub

We had to talk about the money stuff.The simple fact is more is going outthan coming in. The revenue’s enoughto pay for most but extra costs? We doubtthe value in small luxuries. It’s toughto cut this fun and leave those … Continue reading →

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Hyperhydro

Posted on August 20, 2026 by sputterpub

I overhydrated on Tuesday last.I had a blood draw per the doc’s demand.Instructions said to undergo a fast– not even tea or coffee their command.I drank hot water as the hours passedtill I could bare my arm. That’s how I … Continue reading →

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Clear Coffee

Posted on August 19, 2026 by sputterpub

I start each day with mugs of coffee still.I’m old, but it does not upset my gut.My hand may quiver some, but I don’t spillthe liquids I convey. I’m happy, butthree times a year or so I have to stillthe … Continue reading →

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Thievery

Posted on August 18, 2026 by sputterpub

The neighbor hung a feeder from his eave,two storeys up and half a yard away.He’s thoughtful and had reason to believeno quadrupeds would dine on the arrayof seeds and millet, yet our critters thievegymnastically. I heard the skritch today,and looked … Continue reading →

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Afternoon Baking

Posted on August 17, 2026 by sputterpub

I’m not sure that they loved the end result –my rugelach is rich instead of sweet,appealing more to taste that’s grown adult.But kneading dough together was a treat,their cream cheese butter fingers almost neat,their questions and their consciousness employed.The parents … Continue reading →

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Bad Ending

Posted on August 16, 2026 by sputterpub

The lunch that I looked forward to was great:good company, cool ambiance and foodso tasty I loved every bite I ate.I after Muni’d west in lovely mood,and just as fun as I’d anticipatewas baking with the grandkids. Gratitudewas brimming, but … Continue reading →

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Elusion

Posted on August 15, 2026 by sputterpub

It’s probable that I have ducked his cold.I saw him three days after symptoms reared.I didn’t wear a mask but didn’t holdhim in a sibling hug, and when he nearedI tried to sit at distance. I controlledaffection but concern of … Continue reading →

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The Life in a Day

Posted on August 14, 2026 by sputterpub

Awakening at dawn or just before,I limp in hip and creak in stretching back.No tragedy – a decade past three score,I’m fortunate to duck a worse attack.Two hours later, coffee-fueled and donewith daily puzzles, news, and writing time,I bike and … Continue reading →

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Impasse

Posted on August 13, 2026 by sputterpub

For one who worried young on wasting time,she seems to have too much of leisure now.The afternoons she longed for in her prime,available four days a week, allowfair interlude for crafting prose and rhyme,enrolling in a program of know-how…But such … Continue reading →

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