Category Archives: Aging

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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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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