Tag Archives: Poetry

Moving Gently

Posted on August 26, 2022 by sputterpub

The disconnect between my mirror faceand how it feels within has grown so vast,I’m nearly into dodging any placereflecting my own visage back to me.But first I’ll try to cultivate some grace(imagining the worse the future holds).I’ll practice balance and … Continue reading →

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Kindergarten

Posted on August 25, 2022 by sputterpub

My buddy started big-kid school last week.He trotted off without a backward glance.But he was up before his clock could speak,and after school his bowels marked his pants(who’s not since birth endured that circumstance).He’s brave, and teeming with intelligence,but probably … Continue reading →

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Patter

Posted on August 24, 2022 by sputterpub

Historically, our summer’s always dry.The sprinklers rise and spray three times a weekat 7 in the morning. That’s when Istay close to them – their sound is not unique,but mimics rain on garden plants. The skydenies us irrigation, fires wreakus … Continue reading →

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Wind Watcher

Posted on August 23, 2022 by sputterpub

He left her years ago, his final breathexhaled in mid-October of aught-six.She’s been an active widow since his death,who tries to exercise and shop and fixmost any soul she meets. A thing she picksto focus on, outside her maladies,the subject … Continue reading →

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To JAA

Posted on August 22, 2022 by sputterpub

You need to tell your mother what you feel.I see your face and recollect how wellyour uncle spoke when he made his appeal.You need to tell. I used to rage. You should have heard me yellwhen I was middle-aged. My … Continue reading →

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Emotional Impressionism

Posted on August 21, 2022 by sputterpub

A lot of love but too much wearinessI witness while abiding here 4 days.A dour attitude that would suppressa little mania. A tiny crazethat may enlarge, in unremitting stress.The teary eyes, lugubrious displays,vague fantasies that consequence disrupts,and not much more … Continue reading →

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Travel Tweak

Posted on August 20, 2022 by sputterpub

I travel-tweaked my back on Thursday last(the lumbar left is weak and I am old).And that was after hoisting weight too fast(at 18 months, the grandkid’s big and bold).But now I’m visiting, at rest, in foldof family, away from all … Continue reading →

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Postage

Posted on August 19, 2022 by sputterpub

The detail at the bottom of the stair –a boxy finial on newel wood –was damaged recently and needs repair.My brother says the current workmen shouldwhen finished fix the thing – “it’s only fairto recognize the damage and make good.”But … Continue reading →

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Stag Gazer

Posted on August 18, 2022 by sputterpub

Returning home at nearly 9 p.m.,I stopped outside to find my entrance key.A movement caught my eye – with no “ahem”I spied an antlered stag observing me.He paused his dinnertime activity.We traded looks respecting sight and space.Then I moved toward … Continue reading →

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After the Party

Posted on August 17, 2022 by sputterpub

I knew I’d have to give it up if I lived long enough.The deprivation must disrupt and moments may be rough.But any time the urge emerges I will comprehendthe way to old and well diverges from the party’s end.

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