Category Archives: Aging

Dubious

Posted on August 30, 2026 by sputterpub

The test results are nothing scary yet.The liquid levels seem for now okay.And re: the scan, they opted to forgetthe number from a year ago. They say“recalibration,” but I think it maybe covering. I’m doubtful they are crooks,but faced with … Continue reading →

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Reflecting

Posted on August 28, 2026 by sputterpub

The words my grown-ass daughter said to me,intended not to hurt but make a point,seemed harsh and cold and uttered needlessly,but weren’t voiced to batter or disjoint.She learned the strategy at my own knee(I never meant an heiress to anoint).I … Continue reading →

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A Thigh Thing

Posted on August 27, 2026 by sputterpub

I felt a novel ache in thigh last week –a hamstring thing I think that time will fix.But what do I know? Did I muscle tweak?Or does this come with seventy and six?Creative worry – do my vessels leak?Is this … Continue reading →

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Time with I and S

Posted on August 26, 2026 by sputterpub

Well that was new – the daughter joined our throng,and sat by me and talked all dinner through.She didn’t play the anti-social song.Well, that was new. And two days in the dad revealed some trueimpressions of his past. With ping … Continue reading →

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Fictionals

Posted on August 25, 2026 by sputterpub

I once imagined my ex-husband’s mom,when she was young and hadn’t been long wed.The process fused to detonate a bombof understanding. Afterwards, insteadof harboring disdain and nursing grief,I wrote a story as I gave some thoughtto motivation. Fiction bore belief;by … Continue reading →

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Hyperhydro

Posted on August 20, 2026 by sputterpub

I overhydrated on Tuesday last.I had a blood draw per the doc’s demand.Instructions said to undergo a fast– not even tea or coffee their command.I drank hot water as the hours passedtill I could bare my arm. That’s how I … Continue reading →

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Clear Coffee

Posted on August 19, 2026 by sputterpub

I start each day with mugs of coffee still.I’m old, but it does not upset my gut.My hand may quiver some, but I don’t spillthe liquids I convey. I’m happy, butthree times a year or so I have to stillthe … Continue reading →

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Elusion

Posted on August 15, 2026 by sputterpub

It’s probable that I have ducked his cold.I saw him three days after symptoms reared.I didn’t wear a mask but didn’t holdhim in a sibling hug, and when he nearedI tried to sit at distance. I controlledaffection but concern of … Continue reading →

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The Life in a Day

Posted on August 14, 2026 by sputterpub

Awakening at dawn or just before,I limp in hip and creak in stretching back.No tragedy – a decade past three score,I’m fortunate to duck a worse attack.Two hours later, coffee-fueled and donewith daily puzzles, news, and writing time,I bike and … Continue reading →

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Impasse

Posted on August 13, 2026 by sputterpub

For one who worried young on wasting time,she seems to have too much of leisure now.The afternoons she longed for in her prime,available four days a week, allowfair interlude for crafting prose and rhyme,enrolling in a program of know-how…But such … Continue reading →

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