Category Archives: Aging

Angling

Posted on February 24, 2026 by sputterpub

I’m casting back to 43 years old,the age my youngest is, and as I lookaround for recollections lines might hold,I feel I need some substance for the hook.I may not find good memories to bookunless my research yields what I … Continue reading →

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After 45 Years

Posted on February 23, 2026 by sputterpub

While bagging life detritus with a friend,we reminisced about our younger daysin San Francisco – hours we would spendin bars, at toothsome lunches, our foraysfor pleasure after work, when we’d intendavoiding what home held. It was a phasewe savor, and … Continue reading →

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Her Ring

Posted on February 21, 2026 by sputterpub

This ring I took, by right. I wasn’t bold.She asked me many times to take a lookand after all, when life had lost its hold,this ring I took. Expected death is leaving no one shook;a century is more than most … Continue reading →

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About Company

Posted on February 19, 2026 by sputterpub

I’ve always liked my solitude, it’s true,but I’ve my room and nothing much forbidsme spending time with others – 2, 2, 2 –my parents once, my brothers, and my kids.I have relationships that do me good,and maybe that’s why I … Continue reading →

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Floor Plans

Posted on February 17, 2026 by sputterpub

I woke too early but I stayed in bed.From 5 to 6, I hunkered down some more.I planned the daily tasks and thought insteadof dreaming, clocked the light through window door,and then let floor plans cycle through my headfrom houses … Continue reading →

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Spoons

Posted on February 14, 2026 by sputterpub

Eleven spoons I pilfered over yearsof monthly lunches with two business friends.I had no use for them and it appearsI won’t employ them for ingestive ends.I think the tabs were mine – my conscience clearswith certainty my tipping made amends.Reviewing, … Continue reading →

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Stranger Words

Posted on February 11, 2026 by sputterpub

She made my day, I murmured as I turned.I know the stranger heard me anyway.She’d volunteered a comment and I learnedshe made my day. She spoke. I thanked. And she went on to say,“It’s easy when it’s true.” I’m not … Continue reading →

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Not Happening

Posted on February 8, 2026 by sputterpub

So many prophecies – all incorrect.“When you mature you’ll want to drive, to shop.”I don’t know why my intimates expectmy rational reluctances to stop.I study me and cannot recollectoccasions when I registered a dropin my aversions. So they say I’ll … Continue reading →

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About Mom, With Love

Posted on February 7, 2026 by sputterpub

Her life was long, and satisfying too.She lost her mom too soon but didn’t setthat fate upon us offspring – we’d the viewand words till elderly ourselves. She mether end in morphine nap, but had five scoreof years, and though … Continue reading →

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Missed Opp

Posted on February 6, 2026 by sputterpub

“Take care of Mom,” our father said at last,and “Funny, isn’t it, how things work out?”It’s not that we expected those outclassed,and true to form she was, without a doubt.At day or so before the woman passed,when speech remained, she … Continue reading →

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