Tag Archives: Poetry

Bad Med

Posted on July 4, 2021 by sputterpub

Escorting Mom back home – she isn’t dead –we settled her with medicines and railsaround each toilet and beside her bed,installed a shower chair because she’s frail(she’s 95, and lately tips the scaleat least 12 pounds below her normal weight).She … Continue reading →

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I For One

Posted on July 3, 2021 by sputterpub

I for one am still alive,and you for two are feeling well.But she for three’s not long to thrive(we ought to notice something fell).Her death approaches like a spell,inexorable and sure(aging doesn’t have a cure).I note where all our futures … Continue reading →

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An Old Whine

Posted on July 2, 2021 by sputterpub

My mother never liked my hair till now(and recent comments may be insincere).She always criticized and told me howI ought to wear it. In my 7th year,she had it hacked away – with blurt and sneershe claimed it was a … Continue reading →

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Cassandroid

Posted on July 1, 2021 by sputterpub

The answer to your question is … but wait.I know you won’t be listening to me.I almost loved a god and now my fateis, though I hold the gift of prophecy,when I reneged he tweaked my destiny –I see the … Continue reading →

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Bad Mood

Posted on June 30, 2021 by sputterpub

I’m in a shitty mood today, inclinedto flail with wrinkled hand and foul word.I seem to lack all patience. I remindmyself of what I most disdain in Mom.I don’t know what I like or need; I findI’m restless, though I … Continue reading →

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Using

Posted on June 29, 2021 by sputterpub

I’d like to launder linens, and the clothesI’ve used this busy week. I know the yardis wanting water, too. From neck to toesI will immerse myself, and though on guardbecause of drought, I haven’t yet been barredfrom turning on my … Continue reading →

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Tickets

Posted on June 28, 2021 by sputterpub

I booked an airplane trip. In 40 daysI’ll fly to visit family I love.For 18 months we’ve only had displayson FaceTime, but I needed quite a shoveto pick the flight. We’re opening all waysright now. So in a month I’ll … Continue reading →

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No Signal

Posted on June 27, 2021 by sputterpub

One fact about the virus lockdown wasmost days resembled those that came before.We stayed apart, and masked, and washed, becausewe didn’t have vaccine or ready cure.I FaceTimed many bedtime tales for sure;I waited till the “Ready?” text appeared.But now they’re … Continue reading →

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Neighborhood Sights

Posted on June 26, 2021 by sputterpub

I never figured out the overheadathletic shoes that hung on power wires.Some claimed they were a sign drug buyers read,or indicated where a gang retires.But no one knows. And now I note insteada newer puzzle. Lately what inspireslaughs? At least … Continue reading →

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The Egotist

Posted on June 25, 2021 by sputterpub

You’re egotistical to take offense.Assuming disrespect does not make sense.Reacting to a statement that’s untrue,and doesn’t really have to do with you,just demonstrates your thinking’s somewhat dense. You keep describing sexist incidents,but disregard your own incompetence.You couldn’t do that job, … Continue reading →

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