Category Archives: Aging

Up Garber

Posted on August 3, 2024 by sputterpub

I hurt my foot and backed off walking much.I missed it, but my age I don’t forget.Now after several weeks I’m back in touchwith stamina – I know I’m not dead yet.I’m lengthening my effort lately, suchthat I decided yesterday, … Continue reading →

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Local Love

Posted on July 29, 2024 by sputterpub

With gratitude I look around todayat nothing local loud, abrupt or rude.There’s no event or torment here, I saywith gratitude. Asked if I’m looking forward and imbuedwith eagerness for family and play,in truth that doesn’t really fit my mood. But … Continue reading →

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Vestibules

Posted on July 26, 2024 by sputterpub

It’s seldom that I slumber through the night.I gave up cannabis, and I’m so oldI wake up oftentimes. Such sleeping lightmakes several opportunities, all told,to linger between dream and conscious sight –a zone of interest, semi-self-controlled.Such vestibules I frequent, where … Continue reading →

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The Compliment

Posted on July 23, 2024 by sputterpub

She called me “stalwart,” and the complimentremained in mind as I walked home with food.Behind me in the checkout line, she sentthe syllables at me and tipped my mood.She seemed my age, and neither weak nor bent.Her query “Are you … Continue reading →

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Conundrum

Posted on July 21, 2024 by sputterpub

On one hand, I have learned to patientlyabide, for change comes slower every year.But then again each day’s a gem to me,and I don’t want to spend one passively.I aim to plumb the puzzle till it’s clear,by clue amazing, talisman … Continue reading →

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Septuagenarianism

Posted on July 20, 2024 by sputterpub

From when I wake at dawn till 2 p.m.,I’m busy, active, driven to result.I have at least 10 items, tackle them,and usually 3 specials. Difficultit isn’t, habit-formed as an adult(Mom called me selfish/lazy till I grew).I’m proud-productive, over that insult,but … Continue reading →

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A Worry Break

Posted on July 19, 2024 by sputterpub

It isn’t that I worry activelyabout my kids – they grew up long ago.But as I survey life, the qualityof their experience – their jobs and health,their moods, their challenges with family –is part of what I reckon every day.This … Continue reading →

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Stretch

Posted on July 17, 2024 by sputterpub

The practice wasn’t hard and didn’t takemuch time away from other morning moves.And nearly every pose she had me makeproduced a sense of wellness. It improvesmy balance and my attitude to waketo lengthening; my spine the act behooves.Infirm or frail … Continue reading →

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One Morning

Posted on July 13, 2024 by sputterpub

Concluding I had too much on my plate,on rising I eliminated some.The temperature was up, I had a datefor lunch, and I was feeling kind of numb.But 90 minutes later, so much freighthad been cleared off I couldn’t feel a … Continue reading →

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Synchrony

Posted on July 12, 2024 by sputterpub

I bought my cottage 18 years ago.I fancied its seclusion and the site –it nestles in a corner and there growout front varieties of green delight.There’s peace and quiet here till recently.The boundaries by which my place is tuckednow sport … Continue reading →

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