Tag Archives: Poetry

Note

Posted on November 2, 2021 by sputterpub

I took a break in Twenty Seventeen.The record shows two dozen days withouta post, and though my stanzas often meana jot of journal – what my day’s about –I see no clue on printed page or screento why the interruption. … Continue reading →

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October Over

Posted on November 1, 2021 by sputterpub

October overnight leaves evidence of raintoo soft to be heard.

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Day Off Call Off

Posted on October 31, 2021 by sputterpub

I planned a Sunday off. I laid in food.I didn’t try to make a friendly date.I figured to indulge a lazy mood,enjoy some Autumn weather, cogitateabout no news and let concerns abate.I lasted for an hour, but I missthe like … Continue reading →

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Recording

Posted on October 30, 2021 by sputterpub

Committed to remembering my timeof consciousness, I’ve told my tales for years.I’ve noted little episodes in rhyme,and often journalized. I don’t have fearsof Alzeimer’s – my memory’s sublimeand durable, or so it still appears.But lately I’ll admit I’ve contemplatedperhaps true … Continue reading →

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Atwinge

Posted on October 29, 2021 by sputterpub

When fourteen years ago I hurt my back,the doctor thought I’d sprained my spine at first.An MRI revealed the sorry fact:a disk with damage that can’t be reversed.He taught me to avoid a rupture then.He wrote prescriptions for the lovely … Continue reading →

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Rest Fail

Posted on October 28, 2021 by sputterpub

My arm received the needles yesterday –the Pfizer 3rd and too the flu vaccine –and I arranged today for ease; I’d stayat home. So went my plan till 12:15,but then I wanted streets to intervene.I threw on clothes and ambled … Continue reading →

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I Wait for Rain

Posted on October 27, 2021 by sputterpub

I wait for rain as if it were a guestinvited to my home to share the bestprovisions from my cabinet and mind,as if it were the company I findmost likely to remind me that I’m blessed. I’ve always wanted rain … Continue reading →

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Reflecting

Posted on October 26, 2021 by sputterpub

Perhaps when my heartbleeds with grief for children’s pain,it’s not about them.

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The Storm of October

Posted on October 25, 2021 by sputterpub

I recollect anxiety, as rainI loved came down too hard and long to drain,but that was when I lived beside a creek.This landlocked cottage doesn’t have a leak,so I prepared to like a record drench,except a neighbor’s looking for a … Continue reading →

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Ode to Oct

Posted on October 24, 2021 by sputterpub

October is my favorite month, I think.It’s past September’s ambiguity.It’s clearly Fall and sunsets skew to pink,while nights are growing in temeritylike adolescent forays on the brinkof edging into self-discovery.October isn’t serious or mean,and terminates by hosting Halloween. (Ottava Rima)

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