Category Archives: Aging

Morass

Posted on August 12, 2026 by sputterpub

I fell into the news morass last night.About to stream, I network-paused and sawthe devastating fires. Then my sightwas taken by the despot twisting lawagain – no taste, surprise, not wise, not right.I flashed to Ozymandias and Musk.I sobered and … Continue reading →

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Anointment

Posted on August 9, 2026 by sputterpub

I woke to feel decrepit in two joints.My left knee griped, and something in my wrist(the left as well) objected when it pointsup on the ulnar side. I made a fistand rested some, and as the day anointsme, as I … Continue reading →

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The Pace of Age

Posted on August 2, 2026 by sputterpub

The movement of the hour hand defiesmammalian observation, just the sameas floral growth is hidden from our eyes.For we evolved to play the hunting game,reactive to attack but not too wiseabout slow changes. That’s how aging cameon me – too … Continue reading →

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The Sitting Tree

Posted on July 31, 2026 by sputterpub

I call the office, weekdays, 4 pm.And when I’m in the city at that timeI sometimes stop, cough up commuting phlegm,and perch here where the kids are wont to climb.I adult-talk before I play with them.Today I tag this sitting … Continue reading →

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Rueful

Posted on July 30, 2026 by sputterpub

The lunchtime wine was great at 1 pmbut afterward my head began to ache,my throat to dry: results a diademimpressing me with lessons I should takeaway, about restraining for the sakeof comfort at a precious matinee.I sought to see that … Continue reading →

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Projects

Posted on July 29, 2026 by sputterpub

The phrase “by baby steps” does not make sense –to walk matriculates the human stagefrom infancy to toddlerhood. Defenseof verbal right, upon the air or page,propels me to employ, at no expense,some syllables more faultless to engage.I’m pruning, shredding matter … Continue reading →

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For Now

Posted on July 27, 2026 by sputterpub

For now, I’m feeling younger than my years.I’m noting painless days, agility,and optimistic attitude. What rearsin me for now is positivity.Although I have concerns, no freight appearsto press me down, and flexibilityis even better than the breadth I seek.I take … Continue reading →

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Old Timer

Posted on July 24, 2026 by sputterpub

Among descendants, there are issues now.One has a mystery disease of eye.Another seems amnesiac on howto handle money, budget, or applyparental strategy. A third won’t trya path to health without a doctor’s fix.I turn to pruning plants and prose, and … Continue reading →

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Not Charmed

Posted on July 23, 2026 by sputterpub

The word was “sexercise.” The mode was text.The seatmate on her plane was fun at first.But what a move he opted to make next:unwitty and unsubtle, like the worsthe voiced when young. His posture, as he nursedhis cocktail and confessed … Continue reading →

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Kneediness

Posted on July 20, 2026 by sputterpub

I’m calling it arthritis in my knee,though I possess no medical degree.But I retain a patient memoryof diagnosis and failed therapy,three decades past. It’s giving tweaks to meon rising but it likes activity.I’m four years shy of 80 now, and … Continue reading →

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