Tag Archives: Poetry

Writing on Empty

Posted on August 13, 2025 by sputterpub

Wasn’t there something I wanted to write?Maybe if so I forgot.Seems I received dreaming scenes all last night.Questing back now? Maybe not.Wasn’t there something I wanted to say?Often I harbor a lot.Possibly I will be quiet today.That’s all I have … Continue reading →

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Delineation

Posted on August 12, 2025 by sputterpub

The contrast was so sharp, I can’t ignoresensations I collected those 2 days.On Saturday I opted to exploreon shaded grass some mortuary ways.At Sunday’s street fair there was so much moreto take in – people, music, sale displays.The first was … Continue reading →

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Roughly 16 Hours

Posted on August 11, 2025 by sputterpub

Reporting to some loved ones facts I heardthat may apply but need to percolate,and then of relatives bestowing word,the hours served to overstimulate.With insufficient rest, I rose to playwith children: sweet but tiring, no disputebut lots of volume. Toting love … Continue reading →

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Dactyls on BART

Posted on August 10, 2025 by sputterpub

Unruly Behavior Can Ruin a Ride.I spotted the sign Saturday.I pulled out my phone and shot what I espied –good dactyls – then went on my way. I wanted a topic for Sunday, and thoughtI couldn’t do better than this.The … Continue reading →

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Short Sleep

Posted on August 9, 2025 by sputterpub

It took me time to fall asleep last night.My tender throat inspired mortal thought,and talk about emotional insightand mysteries of medicine had broughtdisturbed considerations into light.I didn’t feel exactly overwrought,but comfort in the bed eluded meuntil the clock read some … Continue reading →

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Hydrophilia

Posted on August 8, 2025 by sputterpub

Five households occupy this one address.We share the water service, and todaya plumber will shut off the main access.I don’t know when the interrupt will staymy water use; I suffer pre-distress.Deliberately I shuffle tasks, delaywhat’s waterless till early afternoon.I wouldn’t … Continue reading →

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No Fair Share

Posted on August 7, 2025 by sputterpub

It shouldn’t irritate me very much,but sloppy use of language hurts my mood.I read “more than fair share,” regarding suchmisfortunes as a chronic lack of food,surplus of grief, and tragedies that touchthe soul attacking peace in attitude.Of course a lengthy … Continue reading →

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Yellow

Posted on August 6, 2025 by sputterpub

We came upon him crying on the couch,his posture slumping forward and his facehair-hidden. We turned walking to a croucharound his curving frame, to strong-embraceour adolescent, murmur comfort, placegood words in air, and confidence-assign.We lit with love and nearly missed … Continue reading →

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Brake to Break

Posted on August 5, 2025 by sputterpub

I plan to interrupt this streak in weeks.On August 20th I shall depart.And though I will be practicing techniques,my time will go to gathering, from startto homecoming, each episode that tweaksattention, and the feelings in my heart.I’ll let impressions, fertilized … Continue reading →

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Alone in a Crowd

Posted on August 4, 2025 by sputterpub

I can’t remember when I’ve liked a crowd,and street fairs may repel me most of all.I don’t like saunters in the sun, and loudeffects from people cause my skin to crawl.There’s insufficient shade. I don’t recalloccasions comfortable or worth the … Continue reading →

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