Tag Archives: Poetry

Repetitive Motion

Posted on August 15, 2021 by sputterpub

It doesn’t take book knowledge to opinerepeated movement causes wear at least.Three score and ten convey a sad decline –I know some flexibility’s deceased,and every month my skin becomes more creased.I’m lucky old. I won’t complain or mournsome inner works … Continue reading →

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Regretful

Posted on August 14, 2021 by sputterpub

Once upon a time I misbehaved.I hurt no one but I betrayed a trust.My bad went undiscovered – no one ravedor even scowled – there was not a bustor whimper – every consequence was waived.But rue began to eat my … Continue reading →

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Variety

Posted on August 12, 2021 by sputterpub

I heard the sprinklers fire while in bed.I rolled supine and opened morning eyesto evidence of rain above my head –the spattered glass of skylights a surprise.Two hundred miles east there’s heat instead,and low humidity, and blood-red skies.We’re California big … Continue reading →

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More On Screens

Posted on August 11, 2021 by sputterpub

The place across the yard sold recently.Protective parents purchased it to housetheir kid who seeks a Cal advanced degree.And based on what I see, these folks espouseall paths to caution, internet-advisedand disconnected from reality,installing tools unneeded – specializedfor suburbs and … Continue reading →

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Latent Vim

Posted on August 10, 2021 by sputterpub

Surprised myself this morning with a rideI thought I lacked the stamina to do.With hesitant consent I modifiedmy calendar, from nothing to a few.Deciding to begin, to soldier throughtwo-thirds of my routine or maybe less,successive pedaling conveyed ten newdegrees of … Continue reading →

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Day 8

Posted on August 9, 2021 by sputterpub

Five lovely days with 5 I like a lot,and then an afternoon amid 4 more,all finished with a Sunday brunch we gotwhere Mom’s recovering – back on her floorbut slower, with a walker – not a chorebut still a stressor. … Continue reading →

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Book Report

Posted on August 8, 2021 by sputterpub

My problem with a lot of books these days,at least the ones the Kindle hawks to me,has less to do with failure to amazethan the extent of the banality.Not only do I know too frequentlythe words I’ll see before I … Continue reading →

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Stupid Like McCarthy

Posted on August 7, 2021 by sputterpub

The adult children set a policy:to come to them their folks must pre-arrangea baby visit. Maybe historyaccounts for what appears to be so strange,or lack of sleep or normal hormone storm,but now the olds have taken such offense,their heated indignation … Continue reading →

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No (Sub)Text

Posted on August 6, 2021 by sputterpub

My promise: if I’vea criticism of you,I’ll say it out loud.

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Ensconced

Posted on August 5, 2021 by sputterpub

Away from home but on familiar land,it’s good here now. I miss my bath and bed,or course – amenities at my command –but I’ve this week abundant love instead.These people understand my heart and heada little more than most, without … Continue reading →

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