Tag Archives: Poetry

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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Train Sound

Posted on August 7, 2023 by sputterpub

I wonder why I heard the train today.Inversion in the atmosphere can bringthe whistle from the tracks that edge the bay,but weathermen have not said anythingof variance. The rails are miles away(like two point five by crow or seagull wing).The … Continue reading →

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Snicks

Posted on August 6, 2023 by sputterpub

We made the cookies early Saturday.Participants were two years old and six.They measured solids carefully the waywe read, while I creamed sugar with the sticksof butter, to the texture of wet clay.Our bowl soon held a yummy perfect mixwe rolled … Continue reading →

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Passiflora

Posted on August 5, 2023 by sputterpub

By planting passionflower once, I foundI didn’t like its ranginess – the wayits branches climbed in clusters from the groundand how it dominated the displaymy trellis offered, crowding till it crownedthe young wisteria in spring’s array.I pulled that passionflower vine … Continue reading →

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Mystery Roost

Posted on August 4, 2023 by sputterpub

I started hearing hoots a week ago –an evening croon from somewhere up abovethat penetrated consciousness to throwattention from TV to trees I love.I couldn’t guess at first. I didn’t knowwho spoke, except it was no mourning dove.I haven’t seen … Continue reading →

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Why I Walk (An Acrostic Sonnet)

Posted on August 2, 2023 by sputterpub

Without a doubt this is my exercise.However old or sore I grow to be,You’ll notice I am walking, body-wiseIn every weather, till adversityWithholds me, trips me, interrupts my flow.And I can list the benefits I win,Like movement, and the way … Continue reading →

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Seltzer

Posted on August 1, 2023 by sputterpub

I wasn’t far from home, but to my tonguethe water didn’t taste as clean to me.I carbonated it the same, gas sprungfrom cannister familiarity.And tap water’s as excellent amongthe SF Bay municipalityas EBMUD gives. Perhaps my filter doesprovide? At home … Continue reading →

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Disclosive

Posted on July 31, 2023 by sputterpub

Disclosive is my preference, but I tryto filter speech so it won’t seem unkind.I’m never like my mother, whose replyis often what looms loudest in her mind.I’d rather not keep secrets or be sly –to tell the truth I’ll always … Continue reading →

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Wistful

Posted on July 30, 2023 by sputterpub

Two days with kids I love and then I leftas scheduled, and I should feel relief.But my emotion’s something like bereft,though I can’t call it any kind of grief.My heart is whole. I don’t detect a cleftand I want time … Continue reading →

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Then Again

Posted on July 29, 2023 by sputterpub

It’s not that I’m still tired when I wake,and wheel my feet to floor and head to rise.But often I’m inclined to take a breakfrom any wonted form of exercise.I feel a little impulse to rebelagainst the claim of bike … Continue reading →

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