Category Archives: Aging

End of the Line

Posted on August 19, 2025 by sputterpub

I’m grateful for the buses running yet.I know the system’s ever earning less.I often ride when walking will not getme where I wish to go without distressof time. Directors lately must resetsome schedules and frequencies, I guess.This stanza marks the … 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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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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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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Wining

Posted on July 30, 2025 by sputterpub

This isn’t my first airplane flight you know,and dozens have been out of SFO,a specialist in finding many waysto exculpate its regular delays.A tardy cleaning crew? Give me a break.A false alarm of fire in the tower?I’ll need a cup … Continue reading →

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Retail Requiem

Posted on July 28, 2025 by sputterpub

It’s just a store that came and thrived and died,arising from a shop to catalogueand brick-and-mortar, so identifiedwhen business grows surmounting underdogto eminence. It pleased. It satisfiedfor years. I think it even had a blog.It’s just a store. Some others … Continue reading →

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Hypo?

Posted on July 26, 2025 by sputterpub

It took 9 days before I read results.The blood draw was where I am used to go,but multi-testing sometimes catapultsfrom lab to lab to lab, before we knowthe metrics. Now 4 pages they bestow,and little do the numbers mean to … Continue reading →

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The New Pack

Posted on July 25, 2025 by sputterpub

Convinced it does me good to bear some weight,well-balanced, over lower limbs and hips,about to check a bag to add to freightbelow the cabin, on some pleasure trips,I need a carry-on. I contemplateconvertibles, but my opinion tipsaway from wheels to … Continue reading →

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Today Memo

Posted on July 24, 2025 by sputterpub

So just as feeling bad has not enduredforever (yet), I know that being finewill never form a constant. But I’m curedright now of corporal complaint. No brinewas utilized, except I have assuredmyself a daily nasal rinse at 9is beneficial. I … Continue reading →

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