Tag Archives: Poetry

Laundry

Posted on March 27, 2021 by sputterpub

There’s something cool about fresh-laundered sheets,especially when sleepwear gets washed too.Then add a long hot bath, which when completeis followed by a shower and shampoo.The glad result will come when day is through:I’ll sleep as clean as honesty withinorganic cotton … Continue reading →

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A Rest Day

Posted on March 26, 2021 by sputterpub

Most mornings home I write and exercise,but sometimes brain or body have a say –I’m feeling too fatigued to sweat today. I’m used to pushing through – I recognizereluctance due to age’s bleak display.Most mornings home I write and exercise,but … Continue reading →

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Tressiness

Posted on March 25, 2021 by sputterpub

My haircuts used to be six weeks apart.For 50 years I kept the style short,but now a year has passed us since the startof house arrest, I’ve grown some longer curls.I’ve even added to my shopping cart(online of course) barrettes … Continue reading →

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Low Carb Pizza

Posted on March 24, 2021 by sputterpub

A day off (self-rewarded) with light rainoutside, invites me to experimentwith cooking, as a way to entertainmyself, but also to produce the scentof pizza I’ve been craving. My intentto venture out was stymied by the cold.I have good cheese and … Continue reading →

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4th Birthday

Posted on March 23, 2021 by sputterpub

I love a young man in the City,who oughta be fined – he’s so pretty.His cuteness will floorany witness, at 4!With his birthday today here’s a ditty.

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Analogia

Posted on March 22, 2021 by sputterpub

My father taught us love of analog,in logic, setting levels, any clock.It’s like a science simile – a cogescapement powering, tick-tock,an output with no staggered on/off shock,perceivable to senses from afar.He taught us how to angle and unlocka compass point, … Continue reading →

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Hula Hooping

Posted on March 21, 2021 by sputterpub

I lied to friends when I was 8 years old.I claimed that I could spin without a dropmy hula hoop a million times. I toldthem once and thought their eyes would pop,but “no” they said, and then I didn’t stoprepeating … Continue reading →

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The Copycat

Posted on March 20, 2021 by sputterpub

I plagiarized a poem when I was 6,I think – perhaps a little older then.I wrote the first 4 lines and tried to fixmy poem by adding a quartet to them.The words I stole were not as good as mine,but … Continue reading →

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First Wisteria

Posted on March 19, 2021 by sputterpub

I saw my first wisteria Mondayat 9 a.m., in 46 degrees.I shot a picture walking, on my wayto stock my pantry with some groceries.The purple blossoms formed a scant arraybut promised spring in Berkeley more than bees.My own wisteria’s a … Continue reading →

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Number 366

Posted on March 18, 2021 by sputterpub

So this is post three hundred sixty-six(I feared the lockdown might last several weeks).I didn’t know uncivil politicswould so beleaguer us the flu would thrive.I’m used to home, and though the mask constrictsmy wind, I’m walking outside anyway.While vaccination may … Continue reading →

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