Tag Archives: Poetry

Push

Posted on July 25, 2021 by sputterpub

About to modify my week’s routine,about to leave my nest to board a plane,I hover like a hummingbird betweentwo blossoms that will fuel me as they drainmy introverted energy. The strainof leaving sanctuary is the priceI’ll pay for love and … Continue reading →

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Worst First

Posted on July 24, 2021 by sputterpub

I save the best for last when I’m alone.That may be evidence my toddler needswere not well met. I’m old. I have no boneto pick with folks no longer here or well,but if I could, I’d take the fattest sconethe … Continue reading →

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Flailing Sestina

Posted on July 23, 2021 by sputterpub

I dabbled in Old Norse at 22,which meant I got Icelandic history.I learned that when a culture’s in demise,when petty kings are facing bitter change,they’re driven to record what’s ending then,with words and pictures or revolting ways. When England turned … Continue reading →

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Give and Take

Posted on July 22, 2021 by sputterpub

I give a littletime, to take a midday walk,to breathe and buy fruit.

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Quiet Work

Posted on July 21, 2021 by sputterpub

I think I’m sensing thoughtfulness amongsome members of the family, toward me.What seldom I experienced when young,may now occur with charming frequency,since I forsook protesting stridently.I sense the rim of what I’ll tolerate –then disconnect or quit them quietly.With time … Continue reading →

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You Make Me Sick

Posted on July 20, 2021 by sputterpub

You make me sick, who was a sorry nurse.You acted like my illness was some trickI’d play to make you work – like I’m perverse.You make me sick. You sent me ill to school – you were too thickwith ego … Continue reading →

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Active Strategy

Posted on July 19, 2021 by sputterpub

I have no goals today, and that feels good.My head’s a little sore. I need more rest.It’s Monday-quiet in my neighborhood,and lately I’ve been relatively stressed.I planned five solo days – I thought I couldlay low, but then I found … Continue reading →

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Etymophilia

Posted on July 18, 2021 by sputterpub

I once was a person who heardsignificance in every word.I spent so much timeloving cadence and rhyme,I didn’t see speech as absurd.

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Filia Cave

Posted on July 17, 2021 by sputterpub

Antipathy was powerful in me.Contempt for how she parented was strong.That brusque behavior was her specialty,and motivated me to prove her wrong.Her insults and insensitivitywere evidence that I did not belong.I’m lazy, selfish – words that stained my youth.I long … Continue reading →

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The New Account

Posted on July 16, 2021 by sputterpub

Because I’m good with numbers, most assumeI’ve figured out the market and investto great returns, but I can’t time a boomor downturn – that’s no field where I do best.In fact, I’ve never tried the game before.I bought a house … Continue reading →

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