Category Archives: Aging

Introspection

Posted on December 3, 2023 by sputterpub

Observing the behavior of some friends,assessing misdirection trod by kin,and knowing where futility extendsif I were to object or just beginadvising with a grimace or a grin,I realize I should aim the scope insteadat infant implants under my own skin,and … Continue reading →

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One Idea

Posted on November 29, 2023 by sputterpub

I had a nervous mom. I must have learnedthe trait was good. It meant she got things done.Embracing nervousness, I often burnedwith energy that wasn’t any fun.Yet I decided to be unconcerned,and harnessed my anxiety to runproductively. But I’m reviewing … Continue reading →

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Sentence

Posted on November 19, 2023 by sputterpub

Deciding I won’t exercise the waythat’s customary, nursing a sore armI got from shots I suffered yesterday,intended to protect from viral harm,succeeded by a trek with full displayto kin of school and avenue aswarm,I bathe and rest with zero tasks … Continue reading →

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An Incompatible Metaphor

Posted on November 18, 2023 by sputterpub

When we were young and lovely, and in love,and trying to identify the waysthat we were similar, as if to shoveconclusions we’d be soulmates all our days,we little noticed difference in the hazethat passion wove around us and between.We didn’t … Continue reading →

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Exposure

Posted on November 16, 2023 by sputterpub

Returning after dark the other night,my caution and alertness was increased.I waited for a bus in scattered lightfrom shop fronts and sparse traffic, yearning eastand watching idlers, drivers in my sightin neutral, males unmoving not the least,without an inkling I’d … Continue reading →

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Less Excess

Posted on November 13, 2023 by sputterpub

Perhaps a shrinking future answers why,but excesses in which I once indulgedno longer beckon me to gratifymy appetite for munchies or for drugs.Aware I have less time to modifybehavior, I’m averse to start anew.But more than that, the volumes satisfyme … Continue reading →

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On the Seesaw

Posted on November 4, 2023 by sputterpub

When I worked every weekday at a job,I suffered now and then at getting donea task or ten the calendar would lobas deadline loomed, depending on someoneto answer me, return a call or runa program I provided with due careand … Continue reading →

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Pattern Change

Posted on November 3, 2023 by sputterpub

When I was young, and even in my prime,I escalated eating with the day.No breakfast, little lunch – by dinnertimemy appetite would rarely go away.The calories reserved did not allaymy hunger – so I munched and added weight.But now I’m … Continue reading →

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A Good Dinner

Posted on October 30, 2023 by sputterpub

We gathered for a dinner Saturday –three aging siblings with our mother, whoattains age 98 this week. We playas ever well together – only twomost visits (Three’s 500 miles away) –but this feast reunited all her crew.Her praise and warmth … Continue reading →

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Lost Luggage

Posted on October 24, 2023 by sputterpub

The dream starred me and adult kids, awayby bus to train to plane to spend a weekspecifically in Paris. But the daywe left I left aboard a bag I’d seek,unable to retrieve without delay.I’d travel with a task undone and … Continue reading →

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