Tag Archives: Poetry

In Praise of a Good Avocado

Posted on June 5, 2021 by sputterpub

By transit home today, I’m feeling irked.It’s taking too much time and drags a moodalready low, a spirit overworked,to heavy slog and whine. My attitudeis tentative. I’m hungry. I need foodfor mouth and mind and anything but grief.Arriving with an … Continue reading →

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She Fell Again

Posted on June 4, 2021 by sputterpub

She fell again, and so she has to staydownstairs, although for home she’s filled with yen.They planned to help her move today, but hey:she fell again. She doesn’t bless and never says amen.We haven’t known our mom to kneel or … Continue reading →

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Rock Garden

Posted on June 3, 2021 by sputterpub

Inhabiting this cottage 14 years,I haven’t changed its footprint, outer wallsor roofline, but the rest of it appearsimproved since I established residence.The latest demolition (new frontiers)removes bamboo and ivy to exposea heap of lava rock, a pipe that rearsabove the … Continue reading →

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Closing Day

Posted on June 2, 2021 by sputterpub

Expecting sale proceeds mid-week, I foundthe transfer happened half a day beforethe estimate. Now liquid funds abound,but I don’t have big purchases in mind,and I should bury assets in the ground(or mattress or financial firm account)to cover an emergency that’s … Continue reading →

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New Masking

Posted on June 1, 2021 by sputterpub

I used to hold my mask when out alone.I donned it when I saw, at 30 feetor so, a stranger entering my zone,but noted that the other had completemask on, no matter who was on the street.My neighbors thought more … Continue reading →

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How Dry is the Valley

Posted on May 31, 2021 by sputterpub

Our luck was easy traffic, gentle breeze,and soft blue heavens shot with cotton clouds.But when we passed the fields that held few trees,the parch of desiccation lay like shroudson thirsty dirt that isn’t worth a plowthis year, with drought and … Continue reading →

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The Baby Shower

Posted on May 30, 2021 by sputterpub

Outside and unmasked,bathed in light and rinsed in breeze,we hugged each other.

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On the Road

Posted on May 29, 2021 by sputterpub

We drove 6 hours and the big surprisewas blue and white and vast above the car.The sky and clouds were tonic for my eyes,delighting me before we traveled far.The journey soothed and made me realizehow long I’ve gone with neither … Continue reading →

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Road Trip

Posted on May 28, 2021 by sputterpub

Last year on March 13 we made the drive,enjoyed a weekend on our brother’s farm,returned to face a virus grown to thriveand lockdown to reduce pandemic harm,that launched a year and several weeks of strange:the battle mask; debates about hygiene.We … Continue reading →

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Day Off Ditty

Posted on May 27, 2021 by sputterpub

I slept in till 7 today –a symptom, a clue and a signthat lately I’m choosing to paythe price my affections define.For weeks I’ve consented to playall roles love and promise assign. I rose and read myself. I stress-confessed,and can’t … Continue reading →

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