Tag Archives: Poetry

Family Split

Posted on August 16, 2025 by sputterpub

The marriage lasted nearly 50 years.The husband joined his spouse’s familywhole-heartedly, embracing atmospheresexotic, homely, filled with euphonyhe never heard where he matured – a pallexisted in those houses, anger brewedin silence and absorbed by alcohol,inheritance in strong addiction stewed. But … Continue reading →

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A Bit of Evening Game

Posted on August 15, 2025 by sputterpub

He made me play the Pokemon tutorial last nightwhen other games would surely be preferred.The cards were stacked in order so the play’d proceed just right;for this free dealing would have been absurd.By contrast Uno could have been a relative … Continue reading →

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Hands Free

Posted on August 14, 2025 by sputterpub

Some days ago she mentioned she can’t risefrom floor to upright confidently now.She wobbles. And although her trainer triesproviding ways or means, it isn’t howit used to be. Her body won’t allowwhat she remembers we could do back then.I rise … Continue reading →

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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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