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Will Pillow

Posted on August 17, 2023 by sputterpub

My thoughts are stuffed with pillows recently,inspired by a sham that shows some stain,compounded by a purchase bought for me –a cushion filled with buckwheat hulls, a mainsupport I’ve taken to use frequently.The sham is old – it’s more than … Continue reading →

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This Kindle Book

Posted on August 16, 2023 by sputterpub

I want to be engaged but I’m annoyed –bad grammar, sentence fragments, run-ons too.If they were used deliberately, employedin aid of narrative or ringing trueto dialect, supporting point of view,well that would be excuse. But this is bad.The plot’s okay, … Continue reading →

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Traffic Monitors

Posted on August 15, 2023 by sputterpub

My mood was good already, but it rosea little higher when I saw the birds –two pigeons gazing roadward in a posesuggesting they were monitors of cars.They perched, wings folded, steel beneath their toes,and seemed when traffic passed them to … Continue reading →

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Vehemention

Posted on August 14, 2023 by sputterpub

Her argument was vehement and fast –abrupt and cold refusal to abetmy statement there’s a difference (nothing vast)in quality of parents siblings get.Maintaining that her sister knew the sameattention, action, discipline she had,for they were close in age (two years), … Continue reading →

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Cool Summer

Posted on August 13, 2023 by sputterpub

The office for my home’s a wooden shed,with outlets and sufficient window glassbut little insulation. Comfort’s fedelectrically, by heater or by fan.The former is to warm my hands and headall winter long. The fan makes breeze from Juneto autumn – … Continue reading →

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Forever Fall

Posted on August 12, 2023 by sputterpub

It doesn’t take that long to sweep what dropsfrom branches of the eucalyptus tree,but lately leaf- and bark-fall never stops –each day a new assortment’s there to see.Attractive and provocative to me,enticing tidiness about my home,I daily gather, and they’re … Continue reading →

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Wisdom Discount

Posted on August 11, 2023 by sputterpub

I gave up cannabis a while ago.I had to stop all smoking, and what’s more,the high was unreliable. I knowsome other ways to take it in, but vapeinduced a cough, and gummies didn’t showa benefit I could appreciate.My wisdom discount … Continue reading →

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You’re Always Tired

Posted on August 10, 2023 by sputterpub

You’re always tired now. We understand.You’re nearly 98, and what’s requiredis rest, although that isn’t what you planned.You’re always tired. We wish these slowing changes had inspiredsome thoughtfulness, a little self-command,but you’d as soon return to feeling wired. So you … Continue reading →

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Geriatric Insomnia

Posted on August 9, 2023 by sputterpub

If I were you I wouldn’t fret so much –I’d never let insomnia affectmy attitude. I’d try to get in touchwith rest by inspiration. I’d expectto soothe with meditation, breath and such.I wouldn’t toss until my sheets were wrecked,or seek … Continue reading →

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Parsimony

Posted on August 8, 2023 by sputterpub

The dowager becomes more miserlywith every year that’s passed. Although her wealthincreases from compound longevity,and she sustains most limb and organ health,her gift for giving dims more than her sight;her spending’s lost more volume than her ears.For holidays she writes … Continue reading →

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