Tag Archives: Poetry

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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Not Enough

Posted on October 4, 2022 by sputterpub

Not talented enough for affectation.Not smart enough to be so arrogant.I’m sorry (not) for this evaluation,but that’s the gotcha concept that I meant.My phrasing is exaggerated, bentto grab attention to this shining fact:that talent has a clear and clean intent,and … Continue reading →

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Thankless Ranking

Posted on October 3, 2022 by sputterpub

I cherish your opinions more than most,until you tell me you evaluatethis guy as uber-smart, and also boastyour son to be ingenious. I can rateintelligence. I frightened both my folks.And teachers were a little awed by me.I grew to where … Continue reading →

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How Dare You?

Posted on October 2, 2022 by sputterpub

How dare you treat her like she’s making noise,who had a rare occasion to feel gleewith someone she six times a year enjoys,in walking talking and a drink or three.She gets few breaks from caring for you boys,so back off … Continue reading →

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The Uninvited

Posted on October 1, 2022 by sputterpub

Omitted for your politics?Your singledom? Or why?It might be something you could fix,if you’d admit a try.Instead I hear for all events,a reason to exclude.It’s not about intelligence,but nasty attitude.

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Bad Transit (or: Shit Show)

Posted on September 30, 2022 by sputterpub

I like the train for the diversity,and also cause it lets me drive nowhere,but sometimes a repellant qualityconfronts and makes the journeying unfair.The mass I noticed in the bathroom sinkwas not a bean puree, I dread to think,and though the … Continue reading →

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What Did She Mean?

Posted on September 29, 2022 by sputterpub

“I know that’s valued in your family,”a friend observed when I described the scene.I’d asked a 5 year-old his strategyfor taking 7 units from 19.(He broke the puzzle down into its parts,and added 2 to 10.) What did she mean?Does … Continue reading →

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Significance

Posted on September 28, 2022 by sputterpub

I didn’t feel emotionally numb,but when my eyes began to leak, I knewsignificance. They didn’t flow, but fromsomewhere in me tears welled and brimming grew.I felt no grief or sadness. I stood dumb,and recognizing something seeping through.A little seam of … Continue reading →

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Stupid Moves

Posted on September 27, 2022 by sputterpub

Coronavirus sent me to my room,of course increasing time alone for me.I got away sometimes, or met by Zoomand FaceTime, but there were more hours freefor solitaire – I went from one to threea day, amassing undefeated streaks.I learned to … Continue reading →

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Eleventh Day

Posted on September 26, 2022 by sputterpub

I started YouTube yoga on my flooreleven days ago. I found it tough.I modified and gentled it, for sure,and gradually I’m starting to improve.The humbling fact is I’m beyond mature,and I will lose what flexibilityremains in me, unless I move. … Continue reading →

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